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kiss-inthekitchen · 2 months

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same sky | spencer reid

pairing: spencer reid x reader

a late night phone call with Spencer. unruly amounts of fluff. no gender identifiers in this one. apologies to residents of las vegas, i did insult your city's aesthetics. i had to do it. for the plot

word count: 2k

notes: this is a rework of a very old fic i used to have up on ao3 by the same name. it's the second in a series of fics i've updated from my vault of oldies :) this one's for the girlies who liked the banter in no vacancy <3 oops! all banter

“I miss you,” you say into your cell phone, standing on the back porch and gazing out at the sky. It’s late, but you can’t sleep. Spencer has been gone on a case for the better part of a week, and you don’t sleep as well without him.

“I miss you, too. But I’ll be home soon,” Spencer replies, keeping his voice low.

“Is everyone else asleep?”

“Yeah. It’s been a long day.”

“Where are you right now?” Even though you aren’t in danger of waking anyone up, you find yourself mirroring Spencer's tone.

“Best guess, somewhere over New Mexico.” They’ve been in the air about an hour, and given their trajectory, he’s pretty sure he’s right. Spencer is seated at the edge of the couch, his back against the arm of it and a blanket thrown over his legs, barely covering his mismatching-socked feet.

“How come you’re still up?”

“I wanted to talk to you,” he says. Somehow, he can feel you smiling across the line. It makes him smile, too. He doesn’t ask why you’re awake when it’s even later where you are; he knows already. "What are you doing?”

“Looking up at the stars.”

“You know, you won’t be able to see me up here.”

“Ha ha.”

“Here, I’ll open the shade on the plane window. At least we can share the same view.”

“Hm. Almost like we’re together,” you hum.

His heart aches. It’s only been a few days and he still can’t stand it. “Almost.”

For a minute, neither of you speak, looking out at the sky from two different time zones.

“When I wake up tomorrow morning, you’ll be here, right?”

“Mmhm. Maybe even before that,” he responds, a low, soothing hum in your ear.

“Should I stay up until you get here?” you already know what he'll say, but you kinda like the idea of it anyway.

“No, no, it’s at least another four hours. Don’t worry about it. When you wake up, I’ll be there.”

“Sounds good. I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

You’d intended to let him go after just a quick call once you realized that the rest of the team were resting not too far from him, but you don’t want to hang up. He doesn’t make any moves to do so either, wanting to hear your voice as much as you want to hear his. “So, how was Tucson?”

“Oh, you know. Hot. Desert-y. Lots of murder.”

“Less murder now.”

“Yeah.”

His voice sounds strained. He doesn’t like indulging in a sense of accomplishment after closing a case, doesn’t ever feel like he’s done enough. He shows up too late and does too little, and then he gets to leave while the families of the victims have to pick up the pieces. You understand why he doesn’t like to think about the work that way, but you’ve tried to remind him that the good he does is incalculable; how many lives saved, how many tragedies avoided. It’s all you can do.

You pivot a little, not wanting him to get too caught up. “I remember, when I first moved to Virginia, I was so shocked at how green everything was. I swore I’d never seen that much green in my life.”

“I had a similar experience,” he says, fondly, aware of your tactics.

“Oh, I can only imagine. I’ve been to Vegas. It’s icky.”

“Icky?” he asks, laughing at your word choice.

“I mean, no offense, but… it’s kinda ugly.”

“Wow, okay, insult my hometown, why don’t you.”

You laugh. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay. You’re right.”

“I know,” you sigh. “Always am.”

“Well, statistically, you actually have a seventy-two percent chance of being right, which is still impressive, but hardly a flawless track record.”

“Spencer Reid coming in hot with the stats. I love when you talk numbers to me.”

“I don’t think we’d have gotten very far if you didn’t.”

“But I think I should be right more often than that.”

“Are you asking me to fudge the numbers?” he asks with put-upon shock.

“I’m just saying, maybe you’ve got it wrong.”

“Oh, so you dare to challenge the accuracy of my eidetic memory? Or is it the statistics that you think I’ve calculated incorrectly?”

“This is affecting my score, isn’t it?”

“I’ll have to factor it in. You understand.”

You giggle, and Spencer starts to feel some warmth come back into him after too many days of stress, doubt, and destruction. He hadn’t been able to talk to you nearly as much as he wanted. And it was hard to talk to you on certain cases, to allow you to make him feel lighter when reality was so dark. When he felt so much weight on his shoulders, when he should be focusing on the profile and apprehending the unsub and… sometimes he just didn’t feel like he deserved to have that weight lifted by you, even for a little while.

“Spence?”

“Will you go inside?” he asks, his tone full of something like reverence for you. “Please?”

“If you insist,” you sigh, already opening the door.

“I do. I do insist, very forcefully.”

“I’m already inside with the door locked.”

“Man, I’m good.”

“Mmhm.”

“Going to bed?”

“Yeah. Will you talk to me for a few more minutes?” you ask, sliding under the covers. Spencer hears the slip of fabric as you pull them up over your shoulders, and it sharpens the ache he feels to be home with you already.

“I’ll talk to you for the rest of the night, if you want me to.”

“No, I don’t wanna keep you awake, too.”

“I probably won’t get much sleep regardless.”

“I don’t condone that,” you say, your frown evident in your voice.

“Noted,” he replies, though he sounds apologetic.

Four hours feels an eternity too long to wait. You miss Spencer, and you hate how tired he sounds. You want to fix things for him. You want to run your fingers through his hair til he falls asleep and you want to make sure his dreams are peaceful when he does.

“What do you wanna do when you’re back?” you ask, hoping that planning for it will make the time go faster.

“Oh, I’m taking a shower and getting right into bed. And you can’t make me get up.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.”

“I’m serious. Don’t ask me to do a single other thing cause I won’t do it.”

You laugh. “For the whole day?”

“Probably. And you better not go anywhere either. We could both use the rest.”

“Okay, rest day all day.”

“We can order Thai though. So we’ll get up for that. But even then, it’s just to sit on the couch.”

“Maybe the floor.”

“I will also accept floor,” he concedes, and then it occurs to him that you might’ve been asking because you want to do something with him. “Is there something you wanted to do the next day though?”

“Well... the saucer magnolias are blooming at the Smithsonian again.”

“Say no more.”

You sigh wistfully. “You’re my favorite boyfriend I’ve ever had.”

“Well, I should hope so,” he says, smiling. “You’re my favorite, too.”

“Aren’t I the only partner you’ve ever had?”

“Ha ha. I had a girlfriend in college.”

“Spencer, you were like sixteen in college.”

“I wasn’t sixteen the entire time,” you hear the eye roll in his voice, “I have three PhD’s, it took me a little while.”

“Well, who is this girl? Do I need to beat her up?” you joke.

“No,” he laughs. “You are my favorite, after all. She wasn’t very nice to me.”

“Okay… so you told me not to beat her up but then gave a reason why I should?”

“Please don’t beat up my ex-girlfriend. I do appreciate your violent impulses though.”

“Mm, okay. As long as you know I could.”

“Sure, angel. You’re very scary,” he placates.

You let out a little gremlin laugh.

“Oh, and you’re delirious,” he notes, an amused lilt to his tone.

“Delirious because I miss you,” you sing, dragging out the ‘you’.

“God, where did I even find a weirdo like you,” Spencer laughs.

“I found you. You attracted me with your peculiar aura and soulful eyes. Trapped me in your… fucking what’s-it-called. Tractor beam.”

“You know, the term tractor beam was actually coined by science fiction author E.E. Smith in 1931 as an updated version of his original term ‘attractor beam.’”

“Hmm, yup. You caught me in that.”

“Did you call my eyes soulful?” he asks, seemingly just processing that part.

“Oh, you don’t like my adjective choice? Next you’ll have a problem with me calling your aura peculiar.”

“I mean… I don’t know that I loved it.”

“Here he goes fishing for compliments,” you sigh, rolling over to your other side and creating a bunch of shuffling noise on the line. Spencer wrinkles his nose, holding the phone a little farther from his ear until he hears you speaking again. “Okay, your eyes are big and brown and beautiful and they contain a standard unremarkable amount of soul, and your aura is also really regular. Regular Reid, that’s what they call ya.”

He’s frowning, you can practically see it, but he’s also fighting off an amused smile. “Well, that one started off nice, at least.”

“God! You’re so difficult. My boyfriend is sooo difficult. Why don’t you come home to me first and then I’ll come up with some more adequate compliments?”

“I’m going to hold you to that.”

The two of you talk for a little while longer, with you telling Spencer about the new coffee shop you’d tried out and how their lavender latte actually tastes like lavender, which is basically unheard of. Spencer tells you about the standoff between him and an all too curious roadrunner that he swears was trying to get into his motel room. Calling it a standoff is generous; the man got bullied by a bird.

You try not to laugh and end up unsuccessful, with Spencer insisting that you were taking sides and he was well and truly in danger, which only makes it funnier. His voice pitches up even as he tries to keep his volume low, and you argue that his energy is just so attractive that even the local wildlife are drawn to him.

“Don’t start,” he warns, overwhelming fondness in his voice.

You make Spencer tell you something boring to calm yourself down from the image you’ve conjured of him being chased by a roadrunner, which, in your exhausted state, is even funnier than it should be. He claims to regret confiding in you with this, but he knows he’d do it again just to hear you laugh.

Instead of telling you something boring, he recites some of the poems he’s memorized over the years. It works the way you’d intended, and you regret it when you have to stop him to tell him you’re falling asleep. He’s just a little smug about it.

“So, you’ll be home in four hours?” you ask, the start of your goodbyes.

“More like three now.”

“We made time go faster.”

“We did.”

“Will you try to get some sleep?”

“Fine. Only because you asked.”

You hum, victorious. “Goodnight. I love you.”

“And I love you.”

Hours later, just as the sun is beginning to change the hue of the sky from deep navy to a hazy cerulean glow, you feel your mattress shift underneath you. You’re barely awake, but still you register the scent of Spencer’s shower gel, fresh and sort of woodsy.

Half asleep, you shift to accommodate him, and he slips an arm around you as you lay your head on his chest. You wrap an arm around his torso and throw your leg over his hips, as close as you can possibly get without literally being on top of him.

You sigh, deep and relieved, and Spencer’s heart stutters.

“I missed this,” he chuckles, resting his cheek against the top of your head and wrapping his arms tighter around you. You just hum in response, the last of your energy before you’re pulled back under. Within minutes, Spencer is asleep too, and the two of you sleep through sunrise and into the afternoon.

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inkdrinkerworld · 2 months

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Stitches, Films and Sponges Baths?

Cw: fluff, shy!team doctor!reader, Dick being a flirty shit

“Nightwing B-01, injured.” Calls the electronic voice through the comms and you get moving immediately.

“How bad is it?” You ask as you snap gloves on and reach for your kit.

“Bad enough that I’ll miss seeing your concentrated face, angel.” Dick flirts and you suck at your teeth.

The moment he comes into view, you realise that as much as he flirts he hadn’t been lying.

He’s cut under his eye, there’s another on his bicep and a tear in the side of his suit.

“Who did you lose a fight to?” That gets him to open his eyes and he spots a slight frown on your lips.

“I didn’t lose, I’m just a little more cut up than you’re used to seeing me.” You clean up his face first and your frown smooths out when you realise it's more blood than wound.

“This one isn’t too bad, maybe a butterfly stitch if you really want one. It should close within the day.”

Dick reaches for your gloved hand, “Put the stitch please, angel? Don’t want you having to stare at that cut every time you look at me;” he smiles and as if he’s reconsidered his statement he adds. “Unless it makes me look rugged and even hotter.”

Your body flushes, heat rushing through you and you nibble on your lip as you set the stitch on his cheekbone.

“You look fine, can you open your eyes now?”

He does, “Missed seeing them, did you?”

“Dick,” it’s only a warning, but he likes when you say his name so it’s one he elects to ignore- on the basis of the fact that if he does, you’re going to fluster even more. And he likes that even more.

“Your bicep isn’t too bad, just a scratch really. I’m more worried about your side, so I’m going to look at that first.”

His arms reach up for you to undress him and Dick bites his tongue to keep his smile at bay when your eyes widen and your fingers drag up his stomach as you lift off the top of his suit.

You wonder if he can tell that your pulse is rioting now?

He’s always been pretty, flirty and overly friendly to you and you’ve never known where to put all that.

Dick is gorgeous, he’s been gorgeous from the moment you’d been recruited here from the Bat, but he’s also never been by himself since you’ve been here- a little bit of a relationship man and while you’d love to pursue that, you don’t know if your poor heart will handle his flirty unleashed.

“It’s not so bad, just a little jagged so the stitching is going to hurt a bit. I’m sorry.”

Dick tuts, his heart clenching at how considerate you are- then he wonders if that’s just your bedside manner.

“No need for that, I can take a little pain.”

You nod, and get started with your needles and thread, closing up Dick’s wound with a steady hand.

“These are dissolvable, but they can still rip if you aren’t careful so you’re on bed rest until they dissolve.”

“How long will that take, angel? Trying to plan how many days I have with you.”

You clench your jaw to stop your smile, but Dick takes note of the way that your eyebrows jump and your eyes crinkle with little crow’s feet.

“A week or two for the most, but you can’t go around training like usual until they dissolve.”

He nods, “So what do you say to movie nights and reading challenges all week?”

You do let yourself smile then, Dick’s proposed things you like that he doesn’t necessarily find that mind blowing.

“And what will you do?” You ask, a vote of confidence to play along with his tease.

“Probably work on some tech stuff, but we’ll at least be together so you can have all the time in the world just staring at me till you’re ready to make a move.”

You grumble and scrub your face making Dick chuckle.

“That was mean, I’m sorry angel.” He coos and you look up to find him still smirking.

“Mhm, I totally believe you,” you finish his stitch and cover it with a piece of gauze and medical tape. “I don’t think I’ll be able to spend the entire week with you Grayson. I’ve got class.”

His eyebrows jump, “Class? Did you start a new programme?”

You nod, “Behavioral analysis.” Dick smiles, a little wicked at the confession. You move to his bicep, cleaning up the blood to find three claw-like marks tearing through his skin.

“Do you need real life case studies? I’ll be happy to help you out. You can analyse my behaviour when I’m with you.”

Your belly heats, and you’re sure the way you fluster is evident to Dick and that makes you feel even more bashful.

It’s clear he does feel a little bad about how flushed he’s making you when you feel his hand reach up to your cheek.

“I’ll stop for a little, angel. Don’t want you to pass out from all the heat you’re pushing out.”

“Dick!” You whine and he laughs, a full belly laugh that makes your frown turn to a small smile. “You’re the worst.”

You finish cleaning and dressing the scratches on his bicep, they only needed a few stitches on one of them.

“Oh am I?” He coos and you grumble, biting your lip to stop from swearing at him. “Okay okay, I’ll really stop now.” He promises; you look up at him through your lashes as you pull away from his hand and start cleaning up.

“Wanna watch a film with me?” He asks as you finish cleaning, his body suddenly tired now that he’s not worried about flirting and teasing you.

“One of your black and white French films?” It’s his turn to flush a little, clearly not expecting anyone to notice his choice in movies. “You always leave the disk in, and I don’t think anyone else is watching espionage French films except you.” You explain with a little smile.

“Maybe not a French one, we can do Russian or Spanish- I know you watch those.”

You shrug, “We can trade off, one French, one Spanish.”

Dick nods, groaning as he stands. His hand pressed tight to his side. “Why don’t you choose first, angel. Gonna get Alfred to sponge me off,” he pauses at the door, a mischievous smirk on his lips as he turns back to you. “Unless you want to do it, which I have zero objections to.”

“Go get your sponge bath Grayson, I’ll be in the media room.”

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lvrhughes · 7 months

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Jack's Best Friend | L. Hughes

pairing: Luke Hughes x fem!reader

warnings: none?

word count: 1.4k

summary: You and Luke have always liked each other and Jack has always known, so he helps get you together

not my gif!

“You can sit on Luke’s lap!” Jack's words rang silence through my ears at the thought, a blush covering my face at the realization. Looking over to Luke to see him shake his head, patting his leg for me to sit.

It’s like Jack could see that no matter how hard I tried I’d get flustered around Luke, it’s like the minute Jack had read those five words in my diary before I caught and yelled at him, he’s been doing everything to force me with his brother.

Not that I was complaining, maybe I was.

Growing up with the Hughes was truly something, Jack became my best friend instantly. The little brunette running over to befriend me within five minutes of my family moving beside them. When they moved it was harder, yet Jack and I stayed the same. He was always the boy I was closest with, despite being younger than him.

It was after I’d moved out, moving to New Jersey for university, getting a job there quickly, it was perfect. And I was close to my best friend, who randomly showed up once while I was in the shower and began reading my diary.

“Jack! Drop the book!” The yelling scared him, dropping it and immediately hopping off the bed he was laying on.

I had hoped he hadn’t read anything, but the following days when he made various remarks about Luke and how cute he was, it was clear what he had read.

I think I like Luke.

I slowly walked over to luke, his arms open for me to sit, it was like the world was in slow motion as i got closer to luke, opting to sit on the arm of the couch when i got there.

“Y/n/n, just sit on Luke's lap, I know that isn’t comfortable.” Jack groaned when I sat down, sending a look to Luke so he’d pull me onto his lap.

“Hey! It wasn’t umcomfy!” I groaned, lifting slightly from Luke’s lap to be immediately pulled back down.

“You say that as if it isn’t my couch, that I’ve sat over there many times, I know it’s not comfy.” Jack argued back.

“Would the both of you shut up?” Quinn groaned from the other side of the couch, his head leaned over the armrest.

“Sorry, most of us didn’t go out last night so we aren’t hung over!” Jack played back, earning a smack from quinn before he groaned again.

“Quinn went out?” I asked, curiosity dripping from my voice, Luke’s grip tightening as i leaned forwards. Quinn was never the party-er, I would’ve expected Jack to be out last night, not quinn.

“Oh yeah, he found a cute girl when we went out for drinks last night,” Jack started a grin on his face, “Me and Luke went home at 10, he stayed out til 2am doing shots with her!” Jack cheered, finding amusement in Quinn’s hungover state.

“I’m going to my room before I throw up on you.” Quinn glared, getting up slowly, kicking jack in the groin, making him bend over with a groan.

Laughter erupted from Luke and I, his grip tightening as we laughed, keeping me set on his lap as Jack glared at us.

“I’m sorry,” I managed to get out in between laughs, “it’s funny though!”

“Sure, sure, laugh it up.” Jack glared again, staring down me and luke, a smile growing on his face at the scene.

Luke's arms tight around my waist, both laughing while he holds me, smiles on both our faces as he sits beside us and grins at the scene.

Luke caught Jacks grin, sending a look his way, ensuring I’d catch on after getting us to both send a confused look towards Jack.

He just wiggled his eyebrows at us, earning a smack from Luke, making him groan again, and me to turn away with a blush covering my cheeks.

“Don’t hit me! You’re the one who-” Jacks cry was cut off with another hit, harder this time, to his arm. “Ow.” He complained, holding his arm.

“Jack?” Luke’s voice was soft, scared of his brother's reaction to telling him.

“What’s up?” He looked at his little brother, pausing his game to look at him.

“I think I have a crush.” Jack’s eyes widened at the confession, fighting not to play with him but instead try to help his brother.

“Why’re you telling me this?” It seemed a fitting question, Luke usually talked to Quinn about everything, so why was he telling Jack now?

“Because you know her.” Then it hit Jack, his little brother liked his best friend.

“You like her.”

That was when Luke was 14, Jack was 16. Luke had never outgrown the crush on his brother’s best friend, no matter how many times he lied and said he had. It was clear to Jack that he’d always like her, if not love her.

Luke’s arms wrapped around my waist again, holding me against his chest while he leaned back. Jack’s glare on Luke again, letting out a quiet laugh at the sight.

“What are you laughing at? You’re not innocent here either, you also li-” Jacks words cut off again by me hitting him, hitting his arm as hard as I could, earning a muffled sob from him before he cradled his arm.

“Ow.” His winced, Luke laughing beside him as I sat back on Luke’s lap. Letting Lukes arms hold me in place again, listening to Jack’s whines beside us.

“Shut up and you won’t get hit, crazy idea, huh?” The sarcasm dripped from my voice, turning on Luke’s lap to face Jack, earning Luke's hands to tighten their grip on my waist.

I could see the gears turning in Jack’s head, a smile returning to his face. Luke could see the plan forming, panic covering his face.

“I’m going to say something, and run, okay?” Jack said, his hands on the couch bracing himself to get up and run quickly.

“No, you’re not.” Luke countered, making you nod in agreement.

“Nope, saying it.”

“Jack-” Luke’s plea was cut off by Jack.

“Luke, you like her. Princess, you like him.” The words came out rushed as he got up to run, darting into the kitchen to cut through the house to his room. The use of the nickname stunned be for a second before realizing what he had said.

“JACK!” The yell of his name was full of panic, getting off Luke quickly to run to Jack’s room, opening the door quickly. The window was open, Jack not inside, instead his silhouette could be seen running to the boat where apparently Quinn was passed out.

Luke came rushing in shortly after, pushing his way into the room to see me standing in front of the window.

“Where’d he go?”

“Jumped out the window, running to the boat.” The clear tone of un-amusement in my voice, turning to look at Luke.

His hand in his pockets, leaning on the heels of his feet, his hair messy from running through the house. He looked perfect.

“I’m sorry.” Both of our apologies spilling out at the same time, leaving a confused look on both of our faces.

“What are you sorry for?” He asked.

“Jack just told you I um,” the words tapered off, not wanting to admit what was shared again.

“And Jack just told you I love you.” His words confident, the opposite of mine.

“You love me?”

“I think I’ve loved you since I was 14.” He admitted, stepping closer, taking his hands out of his pocket.

“That long?” I didn’t honestly know how to reply, saying the only thing that came to mind.

“I think honestly, I’ve always loved you.”

The words were enough to encourage stepping forward, wrapping my arms around his shoulders while he leaned down. Pressing a kiss to my lips, his arms wrapping around my waist to pull me flush against him. My hands tangled through his hair, gently tugging on the strands, making him softly groan.

“Don’t do that” He mumbled against my lips, making me giggle before he pressed his lips back into mine.

“Ew! In my room!” Jack’s high pitched squeal interrupting the moment.

“Your fault, you're the one who jumped out the window, we just went to follow you.” I answered, leaning my head against Lukes chest, his head tilting down to press a kiss to the top of my head.

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sluttywoozi · 6 months

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Fine Line | jwy x reader

Summary: There’s a certain rivalry that exists between the two hottest people on campus. You’d think having such a thing in common would foster a bond, but from the first day you met, you feared you and Wooyoung could be nothing but enemies.

Rating: M (18+) | WC: ~1.7k | Genre: college au, enemies to lovers, smut

Warnings: drinking mention, dom!wooyoung, brat!reader, mouth covering, hand behind back, petnames (princess, baby), fingering, praise kink, closet sex, semi public sex, possessive wooyoung

There’s a certain rivalry that exists between the two hottest people on campus. You’d think having such a thing in common would foster a bond, but from the first day you met, you feared you and Wooyoung could be nothing but enemies.

The tension was instant. You met once at a party and there was a moment of like recognizing like before he turned his nose up at you and dragged someone else into the conversation. Every time you’ve met him since has been like that - eyes meeting, a flash of connection, and a suddenly uninterested Wooyoung doing anything he can to avoid talking to you.

It’s not the type of treatment you’re used to, and it’s definitely not what you prefer, but you can’t say it doesn’t present the slightest bit of a challenge. You want Wooyoung to like you, want him to talk to you and laugh with you and cling to you like he does all his friends, and perhaps, secretly, you want to do things friends don’t do, too.

So you stay persistent, keep going up to him at parties to say hello, keep your eyes and your heart open as he observes you, and keep your hurt feelings to yourself when he yet again deems you unworthy.

Until San’s party, that is. Wooyoung and San have such a bond it seems no one can get in between, but tonight, that’s exactly what you’re going to do, because if San accepts you, then Wooyoung will have no choice but to do the same.

It’s easy enough once you find your in. San can talk Overwatch scores for hours and you just so happen to play, and in no time, he’s clutching onto your shoulder and laughing himself breathless at your recount of your most recent loss. You can feel Wooyoung watching you, feel his eyes as they dart back and forth between you and San, feel his ire as San hands you his phone, asking you to put your number and username in so you can play together sometime.

Before you can hand it back, it’s being snatched out of your hands by a glaring Wooyoung, except to your surprise, the glare isn’t directed at you. It’s pointed towards San, who, instead of looking nervous or scared like many others would be, is smiling a secret, satisfied grin as he watches Wooyoung delete your contact.

Wow. You knew Wooyoung didn’t like you, but to get upset with his best friend just for talking to you? You have to admit, that hurts. But beneath the pain lies anger, indignation, offense, and those are the feelings you latch onto.

“Okay, Wooyoung. Message received. You don’t want to be friends and you don’t want to share either, so I’ll just find different parties to go to. You won’t have to see me again.”

You wish your voice wasn’t shaking but at least your fingers aren’t as you plant your cup in San’s still open hand and spin on your heel, ignoring greetings and calls of your name as you make a beeline for the door.

You’re only a few feet away when a hand catches yours and tugs you into the hall closet. Even in the dark, you know it’s him, know it’s Wooyoung, and being in such close proximity with him has your head spinning.

“We need to talk,” he starts, but you don’t really feel like listening.

“Do we? You’ve never had anything to say to me before,” you sass back, shivering at the way his hand tightens around yours.

You can practically hear him rolling his eyes, his consternation palpable as he backs you into the coat rack, hangers clacking against each other at the impact.

“I’ve always had plenty to say to you, princess, I just didn’t think you’d want to hear it.”

The condescension in that single word shouldn’t make magma pool in your belly but it does, and for once, you’re at a loss for words.

“Oh, now you’re quiet? Good. It’s my turn to talk,” his voice is hard, heated, unlike you’ve ever heard it before. “You’re right that I don’t want to share, but it’s not that I don’t want to share San, it’s that I don’t want to share you.”

“Share me? I don’t belong to anyone so there’s nothing to share.”

“That’s the problem,” he hisses through gritted teeth as he takes a step closer, his toned chest brushing against yours.

You’ve never been this close to him before and it has your heart racing, the scent of his cologne filling your senses and clouding your thoughts. You bring your other hand up to rest on his shoulder as your knees grow weak, your fingertips digging into the lean muscle when he takes hold of your hip with his free hand.

You feel him leaning in closer and closer in the black of the closet, know his mouth is just centimeters from yours, know that if he asked, you’d-

“Can I kiss you?”

“Yes.”

His lips meet yours urgently, no softness to be found as he sucks your bottom lip into his mouth and nips at it, his tongue soothing the sting before he pulls you into his body and wraps his arm around you, his other hand still holding yours tight.

You make a sound into his mouth when he untangles it but quiet down when he brings it up to your cheek, his hand tilting your face so he can kiss you at a better angle and his tongue delving into your mouth when you open up for him. He kisses you with his whole body, his shoulders curving into you and his hips bumping against yours as he crowds even closer to you.

He breaks away to whisper into your mouth, “Can I-” “Yes,” you sigh, before you even know what he’s asking. You’d let him have anything from you at this point, would do anything, be anything, for him, because all you’ve ever wanted was his attention, his shine, on you. Now that you have it, you won’t give it up.

You can’t help but hope he won’t give you up either as his hand glides up your thigh and unbuttons your jeans, his fingers sliding into your underwear with shocking ease. He doesn’t mess around, immediately gathering arousal from your entrance to rub into your clit, his lips finding yours just as you let out a moan.

Your whole lower half throbs, your jeans feeling so constrictive you wish you could just strip them off, though you do appreciate the extra pressure they put on his hand, his touch feeling that much more intense because of them.

Before long, you’re yearning for something inside, your core aching with emptiness as he rubs sloppy circles around your clit. “I want-”

“Hush. You don’t get to ask for things right now.”

“Why?” You whine, dragging out the end of the word and grasping his wrist with one hand. He unwraps his arm from you and pulls your hand off, bringing it behind your back and whispering, “Because I’m already giving you what you want, aren’t I?

You squirm at being called out, but you can’t deny it.

“That’s what I thought.”

He lets go of your hand and brings his own up to cover your mouth as he sinks two slender fingers inside you to the knuckle and curves them toward your abdomen, finding your g-spot so fast, you realize suddenly that he will make you cum in this hall closet.

You don’t know if you need permission but you’re certainly not going to ask, not with one of his hands over your mouth and the other in your pants. Not when you can hear the way he’s panting, not when he’s mumbling to you, or maybe even to himself, “Fucking tight,” and, “So wet, shit,” and, “Perfect pussy, baby.”

The praise makes you preen, your body melting into him and your lips curving into a blissful smile beneath his hand as your walls flutter around his fingers, your high approaching you much faster than expected.

He knows it, somehow, and tears his hand off your smiling mouth to press his own grin to yours in a kiss, his satisfaction and pride tangible as he fills you with his fingers again and again, the slick sound of his movements making your cheeks heat.

When his thumb swivels to find your clit and he murmurs, “Cum for me,” you feel the wave of pleasure drag you under, your cunt locking down around his fingers as he grinds them into your g-spot. You whimper weakly into his mouth, the sound barely audible over the noise of the party filtering in through the door, and he answers with his teeth digging into your bottom lip again, this time in reprimand.

If you didn’t know every single person outside of this closet, you would moan even louder out of pure spite. Instead, you sigh against his lips as he pulls his fingers out of you and turns his head to the side, the sound of him sucking his fingers clean making you clench.

When he’s done, he wipes his fingers off on his shirt and rebuttons your jeans, letting one hand rest on your hip and the other find yours.

“Let me drive you home? I haven’t had anything to drink,” he whispers, kissing you to prove himself. All you can taste is you, so with a nod and a quiet, “Sure,” you agree.

“And… let me take you out on a date?” He sounds nervous, his voice wavering just slightly and his fingers twitching in yours.

“Yes, Wooyoung,” you can hear the smile in your voice, feel it in your cheeks, in the stretch of your lips.

He exhales a relieved breath and pulls you to the door, leaning in for one last kiss before opening the door, peeking his head out, and tugging you into the hallway. It seems San, the precious angel, has guided everyone outside so you can exit in peace, and as you make your getaway, you vow to actually add him in Overwatch.

You’re sure asking Wooyoung for his gamertag will lead to a most exciting (and possessive) reaction, and you can only hope he’s willing to give you what you want yet again.

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ghostbeam · 11 months

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600w, reader cuts their finger, one mention of blood dripping against the cutting board, inspired by how every time I chop anything I think about how Bakugou would murder me for how I hold things

“Hold you fingers right or I swear I’ll fly home right fucking now.”

Your boyfriend’s voice sounds over the phone as you continue to chop vegetables on the cutting board. With his eyebrows pinched together as he watches you through the phone screen, Katsuki sucks in a sharp breath at the sight of the blade of your knife coming entirely too close to your fingertips.

Sent on a mission out of town, the two of you had been FaceTiming every night for the past couple of days. With time zones, your boyfriend settles into bed around the time you start making dinner for yourself. It had been the perfect arrangement until he had to watch you wield a knife.

“You promise?” You tease, staring up at his worried face through the glow of your cellphone screen as you continue to chop up cabbage.

“You’re gonna cut yourself. I’m hanging up.” Katsuki says, voice stiff as he watches you.

“No you’re not.” You don’t stop chopping. Of course he’s not. He has to make sure you don’t hurt yourself.

“Move your fucking hand.”

“Oh my god, it’s fine, baby. I’m being careful.” You finally pause to look up at him. He’s moved to sit up in the hotel bed that he was previously lying against. His shoulders are tense and his lips are pursed. It makes you giggle.

“You’re very clearly not.” He clicks his tongue.

“I’m getting it done, aren’t I?” You speak, going back to the task at hand. He sighs over the phone.

“I’m serious.” You’re going to kill him. All he can do is sit and watch and wait for the inevitable. You mock him, stubbornly holding your hand in the way he’s told you time and time again not to.

“Ooh he’s serious—ow!” The blade of the knife comes down on the tip of your middle finger, a small gash opens and a drop of blood falls against your cutting board. You may have ruined dinner. You hear Katsuki curse.

“I fucking told you. Let me see.” He commands, sticking his face much closer to his phone than before.

“It’s fine! I’m fine!” You tell him, bringing your finger to your mouth and sucking on the open wound. Your boyfriends eyes widen at the action, running a hand through his hair.

“Fuck! I’m coming home!” He moves to get out of the bed, watching you through the screen. He breathes a sigh of relief when he sees you move to the sink on the other side of the counter. You’re at least washing the gash instead of getting the germs from your mouth all over it.

“Katsuki, it’s just a tiny cut!” You tell him over the sound of the water. He groans.

“No more cooking. I’m sending u money to order out. I’ve shown u so many times how to hold your hand when you’re chopping—“ He switches from to an app on his phone to send you money, transferring enough so that you can have dinner (and dessert for that matter) the whole rest of the week. “god, lemme see it.”

“Stop! Im okay! Im putting a bandaid on.” He watches you walk out of frame, likely looking for the band aid’s in the first aid kit in the bathroom. When you return, you’ve wrapped a patterned bandaid covered in stars around the tip of your finger, showing it off to him in the form of flipping him off. He rolls his eyes.

“My fucking stomach hurts. You stress me out.” He tells you, falling back into the bed and holding the phone above him.

“Katsuki.” He hears your voice over the phone. He moves his eyes to look at your face on the screen. You’re a little sweaty from the heat of the kitchen, and he can tell you’re tired from the day you’ve had. His face softens.

“What.” He speaks softly.

“I love you.” You smile.

“Love you too.” He says, “even though you can’t use a knife correctly.”

#this is NOT good #ummmmmm idk I have like a thousand drabbles in my notes rn #get it OUT of there!!!!!#going through it #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #bnha x reader #tw blood #ghost.drabble #ghost.writes

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raya-hunter01 · 6 months

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Will You Be My Lady?

One Shot!

Jey Uso x Black Female OC! (Candice)

Roman x Black Female OC!

Jimmy x Trin

Rating: 18+

Warning: oral, fluff

Summary: Candice suffers from a painful past with the Tribal Chief Roman reigns. In the aftermath, Main Event Jey Uso is begging for a chance to show her all love and affection. Will Candice go back to her ex or will she allow Jey to show her love?

WWE Payback PPV

PPG Paints Arena Pittsburgh, Pa

Candice's POV

WWE shows always move fast and house shows are no different even though we aren’t doing many at the moment, we just never picked our schedules back up after COVID. Walking, I stumbled as I felt familiar arms reach out to grab me around the waist. “Damn, you tryin' to knock my ass over. Where’s the fire Candice?” a deep voice said full of humor.

Blushing I slightly ran my hands up his arms. Yep, I knew those tattoos and smell anywhere. I couldn’t help but smile up at none other than Main Event Jey Uso. “You know I can be clumsy when I’m in a hurry. “Thanks, for catching me,” I whispered as he smiled kissing my forehead.

“Anytime beautiful, you know I always got you,” he said as I blushed looking at him. Candice hold it together, focus. What is wrong with you? . All he’s doing is looking at you and you’re ready to give him anything he asks for.

“Not that I’m complaining but why are you here? I thought you had a couple more weeks off,” I said as he smirked at me.

“Well, if you would have answered my calls, I could have told you they traded me to Raw. Cody is gon’ announce it tonight,” he said hugging me as I sighed in his arms as I felt his hands caressing my back holding me closer.

“I’m sorry, I’ve just been busy Jey, plus you needed to enjoy your time off,” I said as his lips grazed the column of my neck as I shivered against him.

“I wanted to hear your voice and know you were good,” he whispered as I nodded.

“Hey, congrats you deserve this. I think you will love it on the raw brand,” I said as his fingertips grazed my back gently as tried to maintain my composure and change the subject.

This man just makes me feel so good and make me feel so safe. Something that feels this good can’t be bad……Can it? “I know I will because you here wit me, but you still ain’t gave me a real good reason as to why you didn’t at least call back. I mean a five-minute conversation wasn’t gon’ spoil my time off,”” he said as I sighed trying to find an excuse.

As I began pulling away his intense passionate stare made me pause.

“I’ll tell you what I think… I think you like me, but I freaked you out when I asked you to be my lady,” Jey said towering over me as I took a deep breath.

“We’re at work, do we have to talk about this here,” I said trying to keep my voice down as he looked around before pulling me into an empty dressing room. “What are you doing?” I started but was cut off by a demanding kiss from him as I felt my knees buckle as he pulled me close.

“Jey, we can’t,” I whispered as he moved his kisses to my neck. “What you afraid of baby,” he moaned against my neck as I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him closer.

“I would never hurt you; I just want to make you mine,” he said softly ravishing my neck with kisses. “I know you do,” I moaned entangling me fingers in his hair as he as masterful mouth was nibbling and sucking on my neck as his hands caressed my hips.

“I want you to see I ain’t like him, I would never hurt you,” he whispered as I melted into his arms as he gently lifted me off the floor wrapping my legs around his waist as he began thrusting against my wet covered center. “Jey! We can’t,” I whined pulling him closer, my body betraying my mind.

“You feel so good baby,” he moaned as I gasped feeling his need for me as he slowly thrusted up against me. “Mmm, Jey,” I moaned getting lost in just being this close to him. “Yea, its me baby, you feel that, I want you to feel what only you do to me,” he confessed never stopping his devious torture, as he placed me against the wall with a primal growl.

“Jey, we’re not ready for this, we gotta stop,” I moaned, gasping as his hands began to travel under my dress gently moving my panties to the side.

Jey’s POV

“Jey, what are you doing? Candice gasped gripping my arm as I began rubbing her clit gently with my thumb. Her moans almost making me lose focus on the task at hand, to make her cum hard as fuck.

“I just want to please you, Relax and enjoy this,” I whispered taking her in a loving kiss as I entered her tight wet pussy with two of my fingers, my thumb still torturously rubbing her clit as she’s now moving with my fingers.

“Yeah, that’s it. Ride my fingers baby and get yo nut. I know it’s been a long time, I'mma take care of you,” I promised as I felt her pussy tighten around my fingers. “Mmm, you promise,” Candice moaned as I groaned feeling her pussy clench tighter around my fingers.

“Yea, I'mma always take care of you, baby. Damn you so wet, and tight, if you like this from just my fingers that pussy gon’ gush a river when I finally give you all this dick,” I moaned talkin’ my shit as Candice’s body writhed with need in my arms.

“Mmmhm, I can’t wait either. Fuck! Your fingers feels so good Jey,” Candice moaned, her nails digging deep into my back as she chased her orgasm against my fingers moaning in ecstasy.

“I’m gon’ make you mine real soon, I ain’t giving up on us. You hear me Candice, you gon’ be mine,” I whispered as we shared a kiss of desperation. She was close and it wasn’t gon’ take much to send her over the edge.

“Jey, what are you doin’ to me? I don’t do stuff like this,” Candice gasped against my mouth as I smirked speeding up my movements. “I’m showing you, how it feels to be loved by me,” I said honestly claiming her mouth in another passionate kiss, silencing her moans as our tongues battled for control.

“Fuck! I’m so close. I need it so bad,” Candice moaned as it was taking everything in me to not fuck her right now up against this wall. My fingers working her over as I heard and felt how wet she was I growled with anticipation and need.

I had to taste her; I admit it was bold as fuck making my move at work, but I couldn’t help it. I wanted her so fuckin’ bad.

Candice’s POV

“Yess! Right there, fuck I’m about to cum,” I moaned closing my eyes as suddenly Jey removed his fingers causing me to whimper at the sudden loss.

Opening my eyes in shock, ready to give a snarky remark, I was rendered speechless as I saw him slowly sinking to his knees, slowly pushing my dress up, admiring my body.

My breath caught in my throat as he put one of my legs over his shoulder, looking up at me with a sly smirk before licking his lips.

“Don’t you dare, we can’t,” I whispered biting back a moan as he kissed my inner thigh as I tried to pull away. “Oh yes we can, and we will,” his deep voice making me weak as fuck as I felt powerless under his spell as he prevented me from moving.

All of a sudden, a strong knock on the door startled us as Jey put a finger to his lips telling me to be quiet as he continued rubbing my thigh.

“Damn I can’t wait to have these sexy ass thighs wrapped around me,” he softly muttered trying to catch his breath hoping whoever it was would go away. Trying to catch my own breath I heard a familiar voice.

“Uce, you in there, you up next. You got bout 10 minutes before Cody introduces you,” Jimmy said now frantically knocking on the door as Jey’s smirk never left his face as he caressed my leg. His gaze had me under his spell waiting in desperation.

“Yea, I’m in here. I’ll meet you in Gorilla. Give me five minutes. I promise that’s all I need,” he said licking his lips, his eyes never leaving mine.

His words had a double meaning and it made me wetter than before as he attacked my clit with his tongue as a deep moan escaped my lips.

“Fuck! I exclaimed moving my trembling hands to the back of his head as Jey yanked me closer to his mouth. “Yes, make me cum, shit!” I moaned as he continued to devour my pussy with his mouth as I ran my fingers through his hair, biting my lip trying not to make much noise.

“Damn! He in there puttin’ it down,” I heard Jimmy whisper as my body began to tremble with need. “Get outta folks’ business and leave them alone,” I heard Trin whisper as I felt my body losing control.

My best friend and her husband are listening to me receive the best head of my life and I couldn't care less.

“A’ight we headin’ to Gorilla to watch, so hurry up! Aye, Candice I know that’s you in there, take it easy on him. You know he got work to do tonight,” Jimmy said laughing as Jey chuckled his mouth vibrating on my pussy sending shockwaves through me.

The sight of Jey on his knees giving his all to please me made me wetter as I began moving my hips against his tongue fast and hard talkin’ my own shit.

“You been dreaming about tastin’ me, haven’t you?” I moaned as Jey groaned in agreement.

“Mmhmm, you know I have, and I want you to give it all to me now. Gon’ cum for me beautiful,” Jey encouraged as his grip on my hips tightened.

“Jey! I’m cummin’!” I exclaimed exploding in Jey’s welcoming mouth as his moans sent shivers down my spine.

“Mmhm, Yea, give it all to me Candice. Fuck you taste so fuckin’ good,” Jey praised lapping up my juices as I tried to come down from my high. Shit, I had never had an organism that intense before.

“You are crazy, just plain insane,” I whispered looking down at him blushing as he licked his lips before wiping the reminisce of me off his beard.

“I’m crazy bout yo ass, I done told you that a thousand times. Do you believe me now?” he asked smiling at me. God that smile will be my undoing.

“I’m sorry I’ve been avoiding you, ” I whispered as he took my leg off his shoulder, gently fixing my dress, smiling slyly at me. “Shit, I ain’t it got us here. I have to say I really enjoyed pleasing you baby,” he said standing up, taking me in a gentle kiss as my arms snaked around his neck pulling him close as I tasted myself on his tongue.

“Mmm, you are trouble, Mr. Fatu,” I moaned as he smirked against my lips. “Nah, you trouble, got me addicted to you, and I ain’t even made you mine yet,” he whispered as I moaned at the thought.

Yea, he was trouble, I was falling fast as hell for him. I closed my eyes as I felt him running his fingers through my hair. "Whoo, I gotta calm down, you make me can’t think straight woman,” he chuckled readjusted himself in his pants as I blushed.

We could faintly hear Cody’s entrance music begin to play. “You better go,” I finally whispered looking down as he rubbed my arms, reluctantly pulling away but not before tenderly giving me a kiss on top of my head.

“Look at me Candice, don’t hold your head down,” Jey said gently caressing my face making me look at him. “A woman as beautiful as you should never hold her head down,” Jey said as I gave him a small smile.

“We gon’ continue this later,” he said as our lips met in a chaste kiss before he slipped out the door leaving me wanting more of him.

He just wouldn’t let up, I liked him, but I was just scared to take the leap. I waited a few minutes before making my way back to my station.

I worked for the WWE doing backstage photoshoots, and promotional pictures for the company. I enjoyed my job but at times it can get very overwhelming for me especially under the lurking eyes of my ex.

“Where were you last night, I came by to see you and you weren’t in your room,” a deep possessive voice said as my blood ran cold. Yea, I recognized it, and it made my skin crawl at how I was letting him dictate my life.

“I was out Roman, and why would I want to see you?” I questioned with a bit of an attitude. “Don’t do that, you know I’m Joe to you. I always have been and always will be aulelei,” he said invading my space as I cringed at his use of his pet name for me in Samoan.

“I’m Surprised to see you down here, your girlfriend must have let you off your leash,” I said moving away from him as he smiled looking at me moving around getting ready for my upcoming photoshoot.

“Look I know I fucked up but come on admit it you miss me,” Joe said licking his lips seductively as I avoided his steamy gaze. “Just leave me alone ok, I don’t have time for this,” I said as he invaded my space again.

“Look, you might as well stop with the games Candice because you’ll always be mine, and I’ll always be yours. I love you, just give me another chance to make it right,” he begged gently caressing my face as I tried to keep my emotions in check. I wanted to really slap his ass, but I was trying to remain professional.

“The problem is you want to love on me in private but want a different bitch on your arm in public for your image. That’s not love Joe, you embarrassed to be seen with me,” I said stepping away from him, looking around trying to make sure nobody was listening to our conversation or got the wrong idea about it.

“Look I fucked up, I was immature then, and what people thought overruled everything and I’m sorry,” he said not realizing I had checked out of this conversation.

I mean yeah, I wasn’t a size four, but I carried my weight well and in all the right places. Jey didn’t seem to mind, hell Joe, himself would get jealous when men would flirt with me.

My thoughts were becoming clearer as each second passed as to why Joe was still pursuing me.

“I’m so damn stupid, I get it now, “I said shaking my head as everything was starting to make sense. “What are you talking about Candice?” Joe asked as I pointed at him in disbelief.

“You keep coming around, cause your lil girlfriend ain’t makin’ the cut,” I said as Joe made no effort to deny what I had said. “Look, I just want us back, is that so bad. Don’t you remember? We were going to start a family,” Joe said pulling me close as I pried his arms from around my waist as he groaned in frustration.

“Well, I’m sorry things didn’t work out the way you envisioned them Joe, and I wish all the success in the world. But as far as you and me, it’s over,” I said honestly moving away from him.

For the first time, I said it to him without crying or yelling, and I knew it was truly over and I was at peace with it.

“So, you just gon’ throw away five years,” Joe said as I shook my head at him in disbelief. “I didn’t throw it away…. You did when you cheated, now live with it,” I said leaving him frazzled as I walked away.

Not so much fun when the rabbit has the gun is it Mr. Anoa’i?

Jey’s POV

Coming backstage after my segment I seen Joe approaching Candice. I watched the scene unfold in front of me in shock. She held her own; I just didn’t want her stirring up memories in him that would cause him to keep pursuing her.

What the fuck am I talking about? He’s been pursuing her this whole past year trying to worm his way back into her life. I just wish he would leave her alone and let her go.

I love my cousin, that’s family and all but the way he always disrespected Candice and took her for granted still rubs me the wrong way to this day. I saw Joe spot me out of the corner of his eye as he smiled at me.

“Hey Uce, you killin’ it out there, I know you gon’ shine bright on the Raw brand,” he said smiling at me. “Thanks, Uce, it means a lot. What brings you out tonight, I know you ain’t got a match,” I said trying to keep it cool and play a little dumb.

“I flew in to try to talk to Candice. She still trying to play hard to get like she doesn’t miss me,” Joe said as I frowned. “Uce, it’s been a year, maybe she’s moving on,” I said as Joe Scoffed at me.

“Wit who? Ain’t nobody gon’ approach her because they know they gotta deal wit me,” Joe asked as I rubbed my face in frustration as he seemed to catch on. “Oh, so you still got yo lil crush on her?” Joe asked smirking at me.

“Look, why can’t you leave her alone Uce, you already hurt her. I still don’t know how you even cheated on her, to begin with,” I said before I could stop myself. “So lil cuz, you really think you can take my spot? Joe asked as I sighed.

“Look ain’t nobody trying to take nobody spot. She ain’t a piece of property, and what we do ain’t none of your business either,” I said looking at him with no fear.

“Candice ain’t gon’ never give you a shot. I mean you can try but get ready to be disappointed, because she’ll always be mine, and I can have her anytime I want,” Joe said patting me on the shoulder before walking away.

Could that be true, I mean after what he did to her, I don’t think she would take him back, I hope not.

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1 year ago

Pensacola, FL

Joe’s House

“Babe, can you run and get the guys and I some more beer,” Joe said kissing Candice’s neck as she blushed. Man, that blush could make any man weak as fuck. “Sure, I guess I can,” she smiled standing up as he smacked her on the ass.

“Hey, watch yourself now,” she said rolling her eyes at him. I can’t say I blame him, it’s a beautiful ass and don’t get me started on her beautiful hourglass figure.

We heard the house phone ring again and it was really weird as the phone had been ringing practically all day since we got here at Joe’s.

“Now I’m sick of this phone tag,” Candice said irritated, leaning over Joe to answer the phone.

“Hello……Hello, I really wish you would say something besides heavy breathing like a dragon and calling back to back like you’re stupid,” she said hanging up the phone as I saw Joe looking nervous.

I know that ain’t no woman calling this house, he wouldn’t be that bold. I mean it's Candice; this woman is amazing, and any man would give a limb to even be in her presence and see her smile at them.

“Babe it’s ok, Jey can you go with her to the store?” Joe asked nervously. He was trying to really push her out of the house quickly. This fucker is cheating, I know it.

“Uh, sure let’s go, Candice,” I said standing up, fixing my shirt. I mean at least it’s a chance for me to get to spend some alone time with her.

“Thanks, Jey, I could really use the company. let me get my coat,” she said walking into the kitchen away from us.

“Uce, I know that wasn’t a girl calling here, are you cheating on Candice?” I hissed as he shushed me. “Look, ya’ll know I love her, but she’s not exactly the type of woman I need on my arm right now,” he hissed.

“What the fuck you mean by that shit Uce,” Jimmy says looking at Joe sideways.

“This Tribal Chief & bloodline angle is more over than we all ever dreamed it could be. I got more press, red carpets, and TV shows to do. I need a baddie on my arm,” he said as Jimmy, and I looked at each other in disbelief.

“What the hell you talkin’ bout that girl is gorgeous,” Jimmy said shaking his head at our cousin and his shallow thinking. “Now don’t get me wrong she’s amazing and beautiful as fuck but I got to look and play a certain part with the right girl, “he said as I couldn’t stop the growl rising in my throat.

“You so fuckin shallow, that girl loves your ass. It ain’t nothing wrong wit her, it’s yo ass that’s the problem,” I said angry at him and myself.

I had seen her first and wanted to ask her out, but Joe had given me this sob story of how he really liked her and could see a future with her. I hated myself, I would have never treated her this way.

“That’s foul as fuck Uce, I can’t believe you switchin’ up on Candice. You gon’ regret that shit when somebody else slides in and steals her away,” Jimmy said as the phone rang twice and stopped.

“Candice ain’t going nowhere. Look, just get her out of here Jey,” Joe whispered as he looked at the phone. I rolled my eyes heading into the kitchen.

“Hey, you ready to go Candice?” I asked putting on a fake smile as she put a finger to her lips shushing me. Fuck, did she hear us? She went over to the door, opening and closing it to make it look like we had left.

We stood there in silence for a few minutes and like clockwork, the phone rang again. “Let’s just go Candice,” I said as she picked up the cordless phone, put it on speaker, and put her hand on the receiver.

“I ain’t crazy Jey, something is up, and I want to know what it is,” she said, trying to remain strong as her strained voice gave away her worry.

“Why did you keep calling baby? I was going to call you back. I needed to get rid of her first,” Joe said calmly into the phone. “I wanted to hear your voice lover,” the female purred as I could see the hurt look on Candice’s face.

“I sent you a ticket to come see me, I’m off the next few days,” he said with excitement in his voice.

“What about your girlfriend?” she asked laughing as I rolled my eyes. “I’m gon’ fuck her real good and start an argument in the morning. I know she will blast my ass out and go over to one of my cousins houses to cool off for a few days,” he said without remorse.

“You are so bad,” the female laughed as Joe continued talking. “I’ll hit her up and makeup when we get back on the road. I just want you both, you understand that right baby?” Joe said, seeming to think he had it all under control.

“I understand baby, I don’t mind sharing. I know you love us both,” she said softly. “Yeah, I really do love you both, I’m thinking about telling Candice that WWE hired you to walk the red carpets with me, so she won’t catch on. I gotta play it smart, I don’t want to lose her either,” Joe said as Candice, hearing enough hung up the phone in disbelief.

“Are you okay Candice?” I asked, almost scared of the answer. "Loves us both...Loves us both.... Am I being punked right now, 'cause there ain't no way he'd do this,” Candice whispered in disbelief as I saw a few tears escape her eyes. Damn him for doing this…

“Candice let’s just go, it ain’t worth it,” I said starting to walk over to her as she sidestepped me, going under the sink and grabbing a bucket.

“I knew this shit, was too good to be true. All ya’ll damn men are the same, play with us women like toys, and always think you can have your cake and eat it too,” She muttered turning on the hot water and filling up the bucket as the steam from the water had me worried. What was she going to do?

“Every man ain’t like that, Candice, just because he fucked up don’t mean we all like that,” I said trying to comfort her, as I saw the fresh tears streaming down her beautiful face.

“Well Jey, when you find one that isn’t like that, send him my way. Until then I’m done with men, especially whorish wrestlers. Fuck me for not following my first mind,” Candice whispered trying to regain control of the situation and her emotions as she wiped her tears.

“Just leave with me Candice, we can go somewhere and talk,” I said trying to convince her as she began stalking into the living room. “Jey, I love you for trying to smooth shit over, but now isn't the time,” she said as I followed her closely.

Jimmy was gone but Joe sprawled out on the couch like he was the king of the world talking to his other girlfriend on the phone. Yeah, this was going to be bad. “Hey baby, did you forget something? Joe asked not catching on to the look on Candice’s face.

“You really think I’m stupid, don’t you? Your new lil bitch has been calling here all day like some cat in heat. Dropping signals for you to call her back. You are a grimy, slimy piece of shit!” Candice exclaimed, walking closer to Joe as closed his eyes knowing he had been caught.

“Fuck, it ain’t what it looks like, I can explain babe,” he groaned as I stood closer to Candice prepared to jump in if needed.

“What is it to explain? I heard her, I heard you…..I heard every fucking word, Joe,” Candice whimpered shaking in hurt and anger.

“Let me call you back,” Joe said hanging up the phone quickly as Candice laughed in disbelief. “What you hangin’ up now for! Don’t bother on my account,” Candice said throwing the bucket of hot water all over Joe as he jumped up as if a snake had bit him.

“Fuck! What the hell you do that for!?” he yelled as I tried to stifle my laughter. Joe looked like a shocked, drowned rat, his hair and clothes drenched.

“You know why, don’t play wit me! You lucky that’s all you got!” Candice yelled as Joe tried to move towards her.

“Look, just let me explain. Let’s go upstairs and talk, just us,” Joe said trying to take control of the situation.

“No, I ain’t going nowhere wit you! You know what, just stay the fuck away from me,” Candice said calmly wiping her tears, before walking out of the living room.

“So, you just gon’ leave and not talk to me,” Joe said in disbelief, but a smile tugged at his lips when Candice stopped walking.

It was short-lived though as he realized she had only stopped to grab her duffle bag before walking out the front door to Joe’s dismay.

“Candice wait! I can explain!” Joe yelled, running after her as Jimmy finally came out of the bathroom. “What the hell goin’ on? I thought ya’ll left?” Jimmy asked as I pointed towards the front yard.

“Candice is trying to leave, and Uce don’t want to let her go,” I said trying to stay neutral. I wanted to go out front and be nosey, but I knew it wasn’t my business.

“Man, she ain’t hear his ass on the phone, did she?” he asked, running towards the door, hearing the commotion. “Yeah, she did. Now get out they business. They got to handle it on their own Uce!” I yelled at his retreating form.

“Aye! Uce! Let her go!” Jimmy shouted as I ran to catch up with him. I know he ain’t stupid enough to put his hands on her, I’ll kill him.

“Look you can’t just leave like this,” Joe pleaded as Candice was trying to get in her car. “Joe, it’s over, I ain’t stupid and I damn sure ain’t no needy groupie begging for your attention. I don’t give a shit who you are, I don’t share dick sweetheart,” she said trying to move around him as he continued to block her path.

“Uce! Let her go!” I shouted, moving between them as she went around trying to open her car door. “Fine, leave then I was bout through wit yo fat ass anyway,” Joe said as Candice got in her car, rolling down the window.

“You ain’t gotta worry about this fat ass no more baby! Keep that same energy when I’m with someone else because best believe I will be. “Yo ass just mad you caught up in your bullshit!” Candice yelled as I saw Joe’s face contorting in anger.

“Yo, ass ain’t goin’ wit nobody else, stop playin’ wit me Candice. You mad now, but we gon’ work this out after you calm down,” Joe said as Candice laughed in his face, but I could see the hurt in her eyes.

“Joe, all I gotta do is make a call and I’ll have a new dick to bounce on before you can even blink, think it’s a game,” Candice said unfeeling, beginning to back out of the driveway as Joe growled in anger.

“Look, I shouldn’t have said that shit, I was upset. I know I hurt you, but I don’t want to lose you. Can we please at least go back inside and talk away from all these folks looking at us,” he begged, walking beside her car as she continued backing out of the driveway.

His words made me look around as I did see a few of his neighbors watching the exchange between the couple.

“No, we can’t and won’t because it’s over Joe,” Candice said stopping the car, calmly taking off her engagement ring Joe had given her.

“Put the ring back on Candice, this ain’t over. Just put It back on baby,” Joe said softly his demeanor totally changing from anger to worry.

“Just take it, maybe your new lady will like it,” Candice whispered trying to hide her tears as Joe looked at her in horror.

“It’s your engagement ring, put it back on. I had it made for you, just put your ring back on beautiful, please,” Joe pleaded as Candice gently released the ring causing it to fall at Joe’s feet. “I don’t need it, cause I’m not engaged anymore,” Candice said before speeding off out of the subdivision.

“Candice come back so we can talk! FUCK!” Joe yelled, picking up the ring.

He was so outdone; Candice had knocked his ego down a peg or two. On one hand, I was upset she got hurt but on the other hand, I was happy that for at least now Joe was out of the picture.

“What the hell ya’ll lookin' at, you ain’t never seen a couple having a disagreement?!” Joe yelled at his nosey neighbors as some began to walk back into their houses, while others just stood and watched.

“Man, fuck all ya’ll,” Joe muttered stalking back into his house.

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Jey’s POV

“Everything good Uce,” Jimmy asked snapping me outta my thoughts. “Yea, I’m good let’s go,” I said trying to play off the fact I’m pissed Joe won’t leave Candice alone.

“Trin and Candice went back to the hotel to get dressed,” Jimmy said as that seemed to pep me up a little. I think at this point we all could use a night out.

“I need a drink, after tonight,” I said honestly as Jimmy laughed. “I bet yo ass do, I heard ya’ll in that closet,” he said smiling as I shook my head at him trying to hide my smile.

“It wasn’t a closet, it was an empty dressing room, thank you. Plus, we didn’t have sex. I just gave her some head; I mean she looked so good I couldn’t help myself” I confessed as he shook his head.

“Yo you wildin’! Givin’ head at work! Candice got yo ass straight gone, Uce,” Jimmy said as I punched him in the shoulder. “Damn, don’t tell everybody,” I said as Jimmy looked at me snickering.

“Well yo secret is safe wit me lil brother,” he said patting me on the shoulder as we went to get our bags to head to the hotel. Yea, I definitely needed a drink or two.

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Hilton Hotel

Atlanta, GA

Candice POV

I can’t believe this motherfucka thinks he can have me, and this woman. Who the fuck he thinks he is?” I muttered putting the finishing touches on my makeup.

I honestly needed the break, and I may even sing a song or two. Then my thoughts went to Jey, as I smiled thinking about what had transpired earlier.

He really surprised me tonight, that man is intense, and that mouth is a dangerous weapon if I may say so.

I really do like him and would love to be in a relationship with him, but I’m just really scared to put myself out there again.

A heavy knock at my door snapped me out of my thoughts as went to open the door. “Girl, I been out here knocking for five minutes,” Jey said coming inside.

“I’m sorry, I was in the bathroom getting ready,” I said smiling at him as his eyes traveled my body. “Damn! I'mma have to fight the guys off yo ass tonight,’ he said gently caressing my hips pulling me close as I melted against him.

“You ain’t gotta worry,” I said shyly rubbing his beard as he groaned.

“You look really beautiful,” he whispered as I wrapped my arms around him as we held each other in comfortable silence.

As I was just about to suggest we stay in and cuddle, my phone text alert went off.

Jey’s POV

I knew that text tone anywhere it was Joe’s. Taking a deep breath, I let her go as she went and put her phone in her purse ignoring it, shuffling around the room making sure she had everything.

Joe must of had something important to say because her alerts kept going off. “Ugh, I’m sorry, let me cut my alerts off,” Candice said getting her phone back out of her purse.

“I know it’s him, you can answer it,” I said trying to be a bigger man, but I knew it came off as a little insecure. “I wasn’t trying to hide it, I don’t feel like talking to him and he knows that,” Candice said putting her phone back in her purse before turning off the lights as we exited her room.

I guess she could see the frustration on my face as she sighed, taking my hand in hers. “You want to talk about it?” she asked as I tried to choose my words wisely.

“Look, I like you, but every time I think we are getting somewhere you shut me off. Then it don’t help that Joe’s always fuckin’ lurking,” I said as she frowned at me.

“Jey, I told you I just have a lot going on,” Candice started as I cut her off. “Is it something wrong wit me as to why you can’t even let me love you? I mean do you even like me?” I asked pushing the subject.

“Jey, you know I like you.. It’s not you, it’s me. So much shit has gone down over the past year, I needed some time. It doesn’t mean I don’t like you,” Candice said as we got on the elevator.

I felt my anger boiling at the thought of her going back to Joe.

“Are you going to take him back? I mean I saw ya’ll earlier, I ain’t trying to get hurt either,” I said getting my worries off my chest.

“What are you talking about?” she asked offended as I continued to put my foot in my mouth.

“Just tell me now, so I ain’t wasting my time,” I said looking at her as she seemed hurt by my words. “You don’t understand, and you ain’t listening to nothing I’m tryin’ to tell you,” Candice says frustrated as I grabbed her hand.

“Look, let’s just enjoy the night ok,” I said trying to salvage the night with her.

“Yea, sure,” she whispered looking everywhere but at me. Great job Jey, you just keep puttin’ ya damn foot in yo mouth. Sighing, I gently took her hand in mine and kissed it.

“I’m sorry I jumped the gun, I know ya’ll are over. It just bothers me he won’t leave you alone,” I said honestly as she looked at me with sad eyes. “It’s ok, let’s just not let him spoil our night ok,” she said shooting me a small smile.

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Karaoke Bar

Atlanta, GA

Candice POV

“Girl, I could have slapped the shit out of him,” I said talking over the music to Trin about my run-in with Joe earlier. I spotted Jey and Jimmy at the bar getting our drinks as Jey waved at me. I smiled at him waving back as he winked at me.

“I think you like Josh, but you scared he may be like Joe. But he isn’t like Joe,” Trin said as I contemplated her words. “I do like him, I really do,” I said honestly, looking at him laughing at something Jimmy had said as Trin grabbed my hand.

“Sis, I know you have been hurt, but Josh wouldn’t hurt you. Give him a chance to love you,” Trin said as I smiled weakly at her as she pouted.

I looked up and Jey’s eyes were focused on me as if I would disappear. “Hey, I see a keyboard, and I got an idea,” Trin said as I sighed knowing she was up to something.

“Sing and tell Jey how you feel,” she said smiling. “Girl you crazy! I don’t know about all that,” I said blushing as she grabbed my hand and walked me over to the stage.

“Hey, after this song, could my friend sing a song. She’s going to play the keyboard instead of using the karaoke machine,” Trin said as I looked at her like she was crazy. “Hell yeah, we love it when musicians come by and showcase their talents,” the host said smiling at us.

“Trin I can’t do this, I ain’t played the keyboard in years,” I pleaded as she gave me a look that let me know there was no way out of it.

“It’s time you let him know how you feel. Pick a song that explains what you’re going through, and go from there,” she said hugging me as I took a deep breath trying to build up my courage.

“I’ll get them to pull down the house lights some so it will dim the room. I know how you hate people’s eyes on you,” she said as I smiled. “Fine, I’ll try,” I whispered as she went to talk to someone about the lights.

I went over to the keyboard gently running my fingers over the keys smiling. Music was my passion, but I never had the courage to take the leap.

“Just let the keys guide you, you can do this,” I whispered to myself as I saw the host come back on stage.

“Ladies and gentlemen, we got another volunteer tonight ya’ll. This beautiful young lady is going to play a little keyboard and give us a song. So, let’s show her some love, take it away Candice,” he said smiling brightly at me raising his glass in my direction as I returned his kind gesture with a smile of my own.

Jey’s POV

“Candice…My Candice, did I hear him right?” I asked Trin as she smiled pointing at Candice on stage as I felt my heart skip a beat.

“I…. I really don’t sing in public a lot, but sometimes it’s good to let the music speak for you when the world around you is in chaos and you just can’t find the right words to say,” she said smiling at me as I smiled back at her.

“Have any of you ever been in love, but you were scared to put yourself back out there because you’ve been hurt?” she said into the microphone lightly playing on the keyboard, looking around at the crown nervously.

The crowd murmured in agreement as she smiled, continuing to glide her fingers across the keys. “Glad I’m not only one, but this song is for him,” she whispered into the microphone as I felt Trin touch my knee.

I looked over at my sister-in law as she smiled warmly at me, no words were exchanged between us, but I knew she was making sure I understood Candice was talking about me and nobody else.

I saw the lights dim as a spotlight shone brightly on her enhancing her beauty more as she finally began singing.

I Know That You've Been Calling Me,

And I'm happy that we met.

Don't think that I'm not interested.

Or just playing hard to get

Her gaze focused on me as I felt my heart skipping a beat as she continued to sing to me.

So much about this crazy game they call love

That I'm trying to understand,

So could you be my best friend,

Before you call yourself my man

Her voice angelic flowing through the club as she closes her eyes, truly lost in the moment but I’m watching her. I can’t help but be in awe of her, yea I’ve fallen hard and there is no turning back.

Why can't I love you in slow motion,

Take my time,

Take away the pressure on my mind

Really get to know you

But rewind

Wanna love you in slow motion

Why can't I?

The crowd is enamored with her as some couples are hugged up, others dancing together as her voice begins to carry even higher as she opened her eyes smiling softly at me.

You seem to know just what you want

And I like your confidence

Some things a girl should never rush

Cause If you do you hurt yourself

“Damn right I know what I want baby,” I muttered to myself as Trin smiled slyly at me having heard my confession. Hell, it wasn’t a secret, I wanted Candice to be mine, and I would wait for as long as it takes.

Candice POV

I knew I wanted it all with Jey, but I had to make sure I had let all the hurt go that my breakup with Joe caused. It wouldn’t be fair to carry that baggage into my relationship with Jey. He deserved better than that.

As I sang to Jey, I felt free and it dawned on me. I had already truly let go of the hurt and I was ready to be happy again.

I knew what I wanted, and what I was looking for in a partner. Jey was who I wanted, and I had never been more sure of that than I was right now.

I'm too young for tears in the night

And it's to soon for this to be right

Don't wanna mess with your pride

The questions not when but whyyyyy

can't I love you in slow motion,

Take my time,

Take away the pressure on my mind

Really get to know you

But rewind

Glancing up, our eyes met in a gaze so passionate, it made me weak in the knees. I knew he heard me, he finally understood what I was trying to say.

I Wanna love you in slow motion

Why can't... I

The applause was overwhelming as I saw the crowd standing up clapping as the lights came up. “Thank you all so much,” I said standing up to take a bow, pointing at Jey in the crowd letting him know the song was for him. His million-dollar smile shinned brightly with pride as I went backstage.

Jey’s POV

“You better go get yo girl man!” Jimmy exclaimed as Trin pushed me off towards backstage area. “Aye, I’m goin’ you ain’t got to tell me twice,” I said rushing backstage to get a few minutes alone with her.

I saw her leaning up against the wall, eyes closed taking deep breaths with her hand over her chest. "I can't believe I just did that," she whispered as I smiled. Sneaking up, she gasped as I kissed her cheek.

“Hey best friend,” I whispered as she smiled brightly at me. “Hey bestie,” she whispered in return, hugging me.

“You know I get what you sayin’ and all, it’s just gon’ be hard not to kiss you when I want to,” I confessed as she laughed against my chest. “Who said you couldn’t?” she asked pulling away from me as I moaned at her words.

“So, what you sayin’ beautiful?” I asked, leaning her up against the wall, towering over her as I felt her fingers grip my shirt as she pulled me closer standing slightly on her tiptoes.

“It means It depends on your answer to my question. Can I love you in slow motion Joshua?” Candice whispered against my lips as I took her in a passionate kiss.

I couldn’t let this moment pass me by, I had to kiss her. Her moans begging me for more as I willed myself to pull away from her lips after a few minutes.

Our heavy breathing was the only sound that could be heard in the hall as we both were trying to catch our breaths.

“Hell yea, you can love me anyway yo ass want singing to me like that,” I growled against her lips as she giggled.

“I really meant it though, I do like you,” she said wiping her lip gloss off of my lips as I smiled at her.

“Well, since we both have established the fact that we both like each other. Will you be my lady?” I asked, taking her hand in mine. “It’s no pressure, we can take things slow, I just want you to be my lady,” I said honestly laying it all out on the table.

Candice’s POV

“I would love to be your lady Joshua,” I said winking at him as I saw him sigh in relief.

“Thank God…You know I like it when you do that right,” he whispered gently kissing me as I moaned in pleasure. “You like what?” I asked running my fingers through his hair. “When you call me by my real name,” he said smiling at me as I felt my knees become weak.

“Well, then I guess I will be saying it more often Joshua,” I said stealing another kiss before we went back to join Trin and Jimmy.

Yep, Candice was back and ready to start living again.

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NAKAMURA KAZUHA x FEM!READER

Prompt: Still not being over your ex boyfriend (Choi Yeonjun), you thought it was a good idea to fake a relationship with Kazuha, aka a complete stranger, to make him jealous.

Warnings/Notes: reader is a med student, Kazuha is a mechanical engineering student, mentions of other idols

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“Y/n?” A voice softly calls from outside your room that you chose to ignore.

There was a short silence before the knocking continued and your dorm mate spoke again. “Y/n, I know you’re awake”

“Go away, Chaeryeong” You groaned and hugged your thick blanket closer to your body.

The said girl opened the door anyways and gagged at the sudden stench of your room.

And also the horrid looks of it. Dirty clothes were scattered all around, unfinished ramen cups sitting on your study desk, and Chaeryeong could’ve sworn she just saw a cockroach run past despite the darkness.

“I said go away” You muttered tiredly into your pillow that was wet from your whole week of tears.

Chaeryeong hopped to your window and drew the curtains, blinding you with the bright sun. Actually, you didn’t even know it was morning from the longing you spent in your dark room, busy listening to Taylor Swift songs.

“Y/n, I know you’re heart broken but I can’t stand to see you skip lectures AND live like a pig” Chaeryeong said with a hand on the hip.

“You don’t understand it at all, Chaer…I just wanna stay here forever and die”

“Well if you’re gonna continue gluing yourself to the bed and only eat 2 minute noodles, you’re definitely not gonna wake up the next time you sleep”

“I don’t think I’ve slept at all this past week”

“I don’t think so either. Come on hun, this is not how I want you to be. Yeji and the other girls have been asking about you too. Don’t leave them worried sick” Chaeryeong sat next your laying body.

“If I go back on campus, I’ll see Yeonjun again and I’ll probably end up crying when I do” You hid under the covers.

“Look, I’m sorry Yeonjun broke up with you. Believe me, I’ve been holding myself back from running him over but you’re gonna make yourself look pathetic by not making the effort to move on”

You closed your eyes as the same scene of the breakup kept replaying in your head.

It was a Monday morning when you and Yeonjun were sitting at the cafeteria, waiting for the rest of your friends to arrive. You pulled out a big lunchbox since you cooked and packed food for the both of you.

“I cooked your favourite today, babe” You smiled and continued placing the utensils on the table.

Yeonjun sighed and rubbed his thighs to ease the anxiety eating him alive. “Y/n, can we talk? Just before the others get here”

“Yeah of course. What’s up?” You said calmly, unprepared for your boyfriend’s next words.

“Please don’t hate me for this, Y/n I’m really sorry…”

You stopped in your tracks and gave him your undivided attention. “What do you mean?”

“I want to break up…”

It was like the world stopped moving and all of a sudden you couldn’t hear the voices of the students around you. You could hear your heart beat and the palms of your hands started to sweat.

“W-What?”

“I wanted to talk about this another time where we were alone but you’re always caught up with so many lectures, it made it difficult. I’m really sorry Y/n, please believe me when I say that”

“Why? Was I a bad girlfriend? I can do better, I swear!” You started to tear up.

Yeonjun scratched the back of his neck and sighed. “No, it’s not that. Honestly, I just feel like my feelings for you aren’t as strong as they were before. I didn’t wanna lead you on nor force myself to continue the relationship when my feelings are unclear”

“Unclear? You can’t just lose feelings like that without a reason Yeonjun!”

“Y/n, I don’t have a proper explanation okay?”

“Heyyyy what’s up party people!” Yeji appears with her girlfriend, Chaeryeong. Food trays in their hands.

Their smile fell when they saw you rush to pack up your lunchbox in tears, sobbing your way out of the cafeteria. Yeji clenched her jaw and slammed her tray on the table, staring down at Yeonjun.

“What the hell did you do, Choi?”

“Y/n?” Chaeryeong’s voice broke you out of the flashback.

“I’m here”

“What do you say? If you come back to Uni, we’ll help you get over that stupid boy”

“Yeah, I’ll treat you bingsu!” Yuna’s voice made you scream and sit up from the bed.

“What the hell, since when did you come in?!”

The tall girl grabbed an empty laundry basket and started throwing your used clothes in it. “A few minutes ago but you seemed too lost in thought to hear me”

“Oh sorry” you thread your fingers through your unwashed hair.

“Don’t be. I missed you, hun. The others do too. Especially Minji, Sakura, and Yeji. They said the group projects feel empty without you”

“You gonna take up our offer, Y/n-ie?” Chaeryeong smiled sweetly.

Sighing into your palms, you have a small nod. “Fine.”

The two girls squealed and Chaeryeong hugged you but she quickly moved back from your stench. “Oh my god you need a shower”

Frowning, you lifted your armpit to your face and gagged. “Fuck you’re right”

“Go shower while we tidy your room. It’s time a for a fresh start” Yuna ordered, reassuring you with a thumbs up.

“I love you guys”

“Yeah yeah we know. Shoo shoo stinky!”

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After a healthy breakfast and long hot shower, Chaeryeong and Yuna prepared you an outfit for the day. Yuna even offered to do your makeup for you.

Arriving at the University, you were happy to see the rest of your group patiently waiting by the engineering building. Yeji, Sakura, Minji, and Hanni all ran to you, pulling you in for a group hug. Yuna and Chaeryeong laughed before joining in.

“I’m so happy to see you, Y/n” Yeji said as the hug circle separated.

“Me too, Yeji. Feels good getting some fresh air”

“Should’ve seen her room” Yuna mumbled.

“I’ll start getting better guys, I promise” You smiled warmly at everyone, receiving a big smile back.

“Y/n?” A masculine voice called behind you.

Instantly turning around, you regretted to see your ex boyfriend with his friends Beomgyu, Soobin, Taehyun, and Huening Kai.

“Hold me back before I rip his teeth out” Chaeryeong whispered to Yeji who immediately held her waist.

“Yeonjun…hi” You breathed out.

“How have you been? Haven’t really seen you around”

“Been good, totally good. Was just busy with…stuff” You cursed at yourself for not thinking of better responses.

“Ah I see. Have you’ve been seeing anyone lately?” He suddenly asked, surprising you and your group.

“Why are you asking?”

Yeonjun timidly shrugged and buried his hands into his pockets. “No reason”

“Well I’m not—“

“Yeah she’s been seeing a hot girl” Yuna blurted out, all the attention going to her.

Your eyes were as wide as saucers.

Yuna clung onto Chaeryeong’s shoulder tightly, realising she fucked up big time.

“You’re bi?” Yeonjun asked.

“Um—“

“She’s swung both ways since junior year” Yuna spoke again and you really wished a rock fell on her head right now even though she wasn’t lying.

You’ve liked both genders for a while but you tried focusing on men more because you were getting too delusional with your crushes on straight girls. You wanted to save yourself from the heart break but looking at your situation with Yeonjun, the plan didn’t work out anyways.

“Oh…Who’s the lucky girl?”

“Hey Kkura-Chan there you are” A female student appeared with a stack of papers in one hand.

Out of panic, you hastily grabbed her wrist and pulled her to your side, sending Yeonjun an awkward smile. “This is her”

Yeonjun frowned. “Nakamura Kazuha…You’re dating Kazuha?”

Looking up at the taller (and extremely pretty) girl, she didn’t look back at you but instead wrapped an arm around your waist. “Mhm, that’s right. Sorry, is there an issue Yeonjun?” Kazuha asked.

“No, no problem at all. See you in class” He shook his head and walked off with his group.

Kazuha released her hold and finally looked at you. “You alright?”

All you could think of was: Goddamn this girl was hella fine. How come you haven’t seen her before? She was so much taller than you, had wavy black hair, glasses, wore baggy denim jeans, and black shirt.

“Y-Yeah. Sorry about putting you on the spot like that because SOMEONE wanted to LIE” you targeted your words at Yuna who hid behind Yeji and Chaeryeong.

“It’s okay, I thought he was bothering you”

“Thank you again, Kazuha was it?”

“Yep! Nakamura Kazuha, first year mechanical engineering student. Also mutual friend of Sakura”

“It’s nice to meet you, I’m Kwon Y/n, first year med student”

“Sorry Ha-Chan, did you have something for me?” Sakura asked, now standing in front of the other girl.

“Oh yeah, your review papers that you texted me to get from our dorm. You left it”

“Thank you!! Would’ve died without them”

“Dramatic as always” Kazuha rolled her eyes with a handsome smile.

You were melting.

“I gotta get going. Yunjin’s waiting for me. I’ll see you at lunch, Kkura Unnie” Kazuha announced, starting to take her leave but not before she flashed you a short smile.

“See you around, Y/n”

Once she disappeared into the building, all your friends crashed into you with squeals.

“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FRUITY TENSION?!” Hanni screamed.

“You totally like her!” Minji added.

You were being slapped left and right. “I do not! I just met her!”

“Just letting you know Y/n, Kazuha is single and also likes girls” Sakura winked.

You groaned before pointing a finger at Yuna. “This is all your fault!”

“I’m sorry, I freaked out!!”

“What do I do now? Yeonjun thinks I’m dating Kazuha when I’m not but we basically see each other everyday in this stupid campus!” You paced back and forth, starting to feel the incoming headache.

“Why don’t you two just continue faking it?” Chaeryeong suggested.

“You’re kidding” You deadpanned but your dorm mate shook her head.

“Hear me out. Yeonjun looked totally jealous and that brings me satisfaction because if you all have forgotten, he was the reason Y/n was living like a hobo this past week!”

“Damn was I that bad?” You muttered.

Chaeryeong continued. “Look at it as a way of revenge, Y/n. Yeonjun might still have feelings for you and since he broke your heart, just break his back”

You scratched your chin. “Doesn’t sound like a bad idea”

“Right? Kazuha also seems so chill about it so it shouldn’t be too much of a problem for you to talk it out with her. Also Y/n, I swear to God, if you take Yeonjun back, I’m running you BOTH over”

“Wasn’t planning on it anyways” You rolled your eyes.

“Come on let’s go to class. You got a week worth of revision to do miss Kwon” Yeji playfully scolded before Chaeryeong kissed her cheek.

“See you later baby” Hanni pecked Minji’s lips.

“Ugh, lovebirds. Bye Y/n-ie” Yuna waved, walking off with Chaeryeong and Hanni to the business department.

You walked alongside Yeji, Sakura, and Minji to the medical building, already dreading it.

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“KIMCHI JIGAE KIMCHI JIGAE KIMCHI JIGAEEEEE!!!” Sakura hopped around impatiently while you, Yeji, and Minji were returning your laptops and notebooks inside your bags but the Japanese girl would not stop clawing at your arm.

“OW! Can you not be feral for one second?!” You raised your voice, seeing the scratch marks.

“But you know how packed the cafeteria can get! I don’t wanna miss out!”

“We’re going we’re going!” You chuckled and allowed yourself to get dragged out the room like a doll with the others tailing not too far behind.

You all finally reunited with Yuna, Hanni, and Chaeryeong at a big table in the cafeteria, noticing a few more familiar faces joined who you recognised as Lia, Ryujin, Haerin, Hyein, and Danielle.

Sakura had already disappeared into the line, fighting her way for Kimchi jigae.

“Y/N!!!” The 5 screamed and squished you in another group hug.

“Oh em ghee I’m so popular” you giggled, the girls groaning and pushing you away.

“Nevermind, don’t miss you anymore” Lia pretended to yawn.

You laughed and sat down just in time for Sakura to return with two food trays. “As an apology for scratching you, I got you food”

“That was fast” Danielle commented.

“It’s called pushing and shoving, my dear Australian friend”

“Thanks Kkura, I forgive you” You made a kissy face, about to pick up your chopsticks when the same annoying masculine voice called you.

“Hey Y/n” Yeonjun smiled, leaning onto the table.

Chaeryeong scratched her head and hissed. “Why are you always here when we don’t want you to!”

“Sorry, is it ok for me to talk with Y/n privately?”

Chaeryeong arched a brow. “What am I? Y/n’s mom?”

“No, but I am and I say no you cannot” Sakura replied with crossed arms.

“Y/n, it won’t take long” Yeonjun whispered and you tried hard not to fall again.

Another food tray suddenly squeezed past Yeonjun’s hand and placed next your tray. “Excuse me, wanna sit next to my girlfriend” Kazuha muttered and sat down, holding your waist like she did that morning.

“Ha-Chan!” Sakura cheered, waving enthusiastically.

“Since when was Kazuha part of our group?” Haerin mumbled to Danielle who could only shrug but watch intently.

“Also, girlfriend??” Hyein added to Danielle’s other ear.

“Y/n please?” Yeonjun pleaded.

You looked at Kazuha and the other girls. Giving a deep sigh, you slowly stood up, Kazuha’s hand never leaving your waist. “Alright”

“Y/n seriously?” Chaeryeong scoffed but you reassured her you’ll be fine.

“Don’t take too long, baby” your fake girlfriend pouted that you weirdly wanted to kiss.

“I won’t” You pinched her cheek and walked off with Yeonjun.

Finally in a private area of the uni, you crossed your arms and glared at the taller boy. “What is it this time?”

“Just wanted to say I miss you…” He muttered, looking down at his feet.

“Sorry, I just wanted to remind you that YOU broke up with ME”

“I know and I’m sorry for that, Y/n how many times do you want me to apologise? I fell out of love!”

His raised voice was starting to get on your nerves. “Okay? If you fell out of love then why did you ask me if I was seeing anyone? Let alone wanting to talk to me right now?!”

“Listen, this past week of not seeing each other made me realise that I probably made a mistake”

“Probably? This is some bullshit” You ran your fingers through your hair out of frustration. “You broke me Yeonjun! You were the reason I locked myself up in my dorm for the whole week, acting like a hobo!” You added, copying the description from Chaeryeong earlier.

“Ok but I thought you’d give yourself more time but here you are suddenly dating Kazuha?”

You made a face. “Is this what it’s all about? You’re jealous of me and Kazuha’s relationship?”

He scoffed. “Im not jealous. Im just saying I’m surprised to see you move on so quickly, it’s like you never loved me at all”

“YOU fell out of love, what the fuck Yeonjun?! Stop trying to make me sound like some whore. Kazuha was there for me when the entire break up started” you managed to create some sort of love story between you and Kazuha.

“Since when did you and Kazuha talk anyways? That bitch only stuck with her loser friends most of the time!”

Hearing him insult your (fake) girlfriend got you clenching your fists. “Don’t call her that”

“There’s no way you’re dating. You’re doing it to mess with me huh? Trying to make me crawl back to you”

The more he spoke, the more confused you got. “Let’s rewind a little bit because didn’t you just say you missed me? PICK ONE GODDAMN EMOTION YEONJUN!”

“Don’t fucking yell at me—“

“Who the hell do you think you’re talking to, Choi?” Kazuha spoke through gritted teeth, standing in front of you.

“This conversation is only between me and Y/n, Nakamura. Back off”

“Well hearing you yell at my girlfriend like that, there’s no way I’m gonna ignore it”

“Zu, let’s go back inside” You held her arm.

Kazuha looked at you with a puppy smile. “Okay”

The more you looked at the taller girl, the more you realised she looked like an adorable Samoyed.

“We’re not done talking, Y/n” Yeonjun growled.

You shook your head. “No, we are done talking, thanks” You scrunched your nose at him before walking off with Kazuha.

Yeonjun punched the wall before taking his leave.

Seeing that he was gone, you pulled your hand away from Kazuha. (Much to her dismay)

“Thanks for saving me again, you’re a hero”

“I don’t mind being a hero as long as I’m only saving you” She winked.

“Hey Kazuha, I hope you don’t mind me asking you a favour” You fiddled with your fingers.

“I already know what it is and I’m totally fine with it if it’s the only way to keep that weirdo away from you” She smiled.

You looked up with wide eyes. “What?”

“Sakura texted me during class”

“I’m gonna kill her” You looked away but the taller girl held your chin.

“If we’re gonna make this believable, we need to get to know each other properly”

“What’s on your mind?” You tilted your head.

Kazuha pulled out her phone and opened Instagram. “Socials and number please? So we can organise hang outs”

Shyly grabbing the device, you put in both your username and phone number before returning it. “Sounds good. How should we start?”

“Why don’t we join the others as we talk?” She put her hand out for you to hold which you happily accepted.

“Alright, let’s go”

As Kazuha talked about her plan, all you could do was stare at her and study every inch of her pretty face. Her smooth clear skin, her silky hair, her heart jumping smile, her jawline…

The way she would hold your waist, hold your hand, it made your body react more than when you were with Yeonjun. Although you had basically just met the Japanese girl, there was something special about her that you wanted to see more of, but you couldn’t specify what it was.

Maybe being dumped by Yeonjun wasn’t so bad after all.

#gxg #wlw #le sserafim #le sserafim x fem reader #le sserafim x reader #nakamura kazuha x reader #nakamura kazuha #nakamura kazuha x fem reader

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okay, so… here it is: a larger post of most of the treasure planet merch i’ve received but haven’t shared here. this stuff gets more and more niche/rare the further you scroll, so check it all out! let’s start from the top:

first up— we’ve got my complete collection of all the loungefly products. each one has jim on it so it was a must <3 personally the first release (middle) is my favorite but i think the pink backpack is prettier

second up— my 20th anniversary pin as well as my cursed concepts pin. such lovely grabs <3 then we have the pin i bought off the artist Dean Grayson from his “Heroic Rides” series on etsy. it’s fricken huge!

third— probably one of my favorites, my hallmark treasure planet cups. i got these off ebay and i have absolutely no idea what year they’re from. aren’t they so cool?! i got so many and they’re brand new. the print of jim on the cup is just top tier. “honey, we’ve got guests. bring out the fine china!” 10/10.

number four— my jim & silver keychain toys. these are olddd! if you know me though, you know i don’t keep stuff in the packages. silver could stay, but jim definitely had to come out. he zooms forward like a toy car when you pull him back and then let him go!

item number five— treasure planet for the playstation 2. i’m especially fond of this one considering the ps2 was my first ever gaming console that i owned myself. so many fun memories!

number six— my japanese art promo book featuring some of the japanese voice casting! as an anime fan, collecting japanese promotional material for american media is something that i’ve always wanted to do. i haven’t gotten my hands on a japanese movie poster yet, but it’s on my list for sure. this is a pretty close runner up though! i love all the pngs used for this booklet! (sorry for my weird hand placement in some of these, as the pages folded out and it was hard to photograph with one hand)

number seven— last one for now! i think i saved the best for last personally, but this is my disney adventures collector’s edition magazine for treasure planet back from 2002, the movie’s release year. let me tell you, this thing is such a throwback from the events of the year to the ads that come in the thing.

…AND THERE’S A WHOLE CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE COMIC IN HERE?! i had no idea! it was like striking gold! this is also one of my favorites of all the things i own. can we get a load of how cute he looks on the cover? he almost looks like he’s aware he’s posing for a magazine cover. so adorable!

…wow, that’s all from me for now! while it’s definitely not all i own, this is just some of the newer stuff i’ve gotten since i’ve been away and/or some of the stuff i think is cooler. did you recognize any of this stuff? find anything new? lemme know!

#( phew long post ! sorry everyone ! )#( sharing my plunders with the world )#piggy podium #merch #treasure planet #disney #jim hawkins #john silver #treasure island

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slut-4sasuke · 1 year

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Obey

Pairing: Sasuke Uchiha x Reader

Summary: The reader enjoys Sasuke’s dominance

Warning: SMUT!! dom!sasuke, sub!reader, f reader, oral, fingering, rough sex

Word Count: 2.4k

A//N: This is my first “dominate” story line and i’m trying😭 I hope you all enjoy it💗

“UCHIHA!” I slam open the door to his room. “I don’t know why you would ever put me with Suigetsu!” I look around his room and see it’s empty. I take a deep breath and close my eyes. I turn around and walk back down the hallway. He knows we don't get along and he would leave me for dead before a fight began.

I was met at a crossroad of hallways. I look left and nothing. I look right and a tall figure covered in the shadows with his katana behind him, tucked into the purple ropes hanging at his waist. He was still, his back to me, the Uchiha clan crest was visible from as far as the eye could see. “Uchiha!” I stomped my foot down and crossed my arms, “Suigetsu! I would do better by myself than dealing with him acting like a nuisance.”

I felt the breeze from him appearing right in front of me. His hand immediately wraps around my throat and lifts me up to stand on my toes. His cold eyes stare into me, “you need to watch your tone, lady.” Sasuke’s voice was deeper than usual, he was serious. “Just because you both don't get along doesn’t mean you both aren’t great ninja.” His eyes trailed down past my eyes and to my lips. I held onto his wrist and my teeth were clenched. “I understand Sasuke.” I sigh and force a meaningless smile. He drops his grip from my throat and I fall to my knees. My hands rubbed where his hands were. Sasuke’s face was above my ear, “I like when you obey.” I know a smirk formed on his lips. He pulls away and crosses his arms in front of his chest.

I did think Sasuke had an amazing muscular build and chiseled features, but he was a chick magnet and I had no time to be jealous. I choose to use my brain instead of my heart…or my pants. I’ve watched too many just melt at his voice. I must’ve been staring since Sasuke coughed to eliminate the awkward silence. He chuckles, “you look like you want something.” “I'm just fine without you.” He nods, “I never mentioned me, but you did.” “Oh!” My cheeks burn with embarrassment. I rub the back of my neck and look down. Sasuke's fingers slide under my chin and his thumb rests on my cupid's bow. Tilting my head up he brushes his thumb across my lips. I smirk and hollow my cheeks, taking his thumb slowly into my mouth. My tongue slides and swirls over his thumb. I suck on his thumb and tilt my head back. His thumb slides out of my mouth and down my chin. His eyes locked onto me and my body, he bites his bottom lip, “stand.”

I couldn’t lie to myself, I was one of those girls too. I melt with his dominance.

I get to my feet, Sasuke’s eyes going down my body as I stand up, extending myself. I cross my arms pushing my chest together a bit in my already very revealing low cut shirt. Sasuke closed his eyes and held back a moan causing a rumble inside of his throat. His left arm points in the direction of the hallway next to him. His room. His room was down this hall.

I was eager now that I knew he wanted me. I almost skipped down the hallway with excitement, but I didnt wanna seem desperate. My hands drop and sit at my hips as I slowly pass Sasuke down the hall.

Sasuke follows behind watching how my ass moves with each step I take. He squatted slightly to look at all angles. I turn my head slightly watching him in my peripheral. I sway my hips and pull my skirt up, exposing more leg. Sasuke growls and pushes my chest against a wall. My hands keep me from colliding with the wall too harshly. I lay my face on the wall and look at Sasuke. His hands run down my hips and over my ass. He stops, “You’re gonna listen. You’re gonna obey.” He smacks my ass and leans into my neck smelling me. I bit my lip turned on, “yes Sasuke.” I close my thighs and roll my hips back, pushing my ass out. His hand runs under my skirt but stays on my ass. Sasuke presses his chest to mine and chuckles.

With his other hand, his fingers plunged inside of my walls. I gasp and smack my hands against the wall. His two fingers pump inside of me rapidly and his other hand leaves my ass to cover my mouth, “we can't have everyone hearing you.” I moan into his hand and close my eyes. He pressed his chest closer to my back and his bulge presses against my ass. I tighten my walls and stand on my toes. My eyes started to tear as I was near my orgasm. “I wanna feel you cum on this cock.” Sasuke pulls his fingers out and looks at how they glisten with my wetness. I drop to my feet panting with both hands still pressed against the wall. He smirks, removing his other hand from my mouth and his two fingers enter. He slides them over my tongue and I wrap my lips around them. Tasting all the juices on Sasuke's fingers, he looked at me pleased, “good girl.” He removes himself from behind me and pulls his fingers out. Ropes of spit connected his fingers to my mouth. Sasuke smiles and uses his wet hand to smack my ass. I whimper and press my body closer to the wall. “Let’s go.”

I walked in front of Sasuke with my hands behind my back and my left hand holding my right wrist. We made it to his room and the door was open. I forgot to close it. “Someone must’ve been in here.” He slowly walks in front of me holding onto his katana. “It was me.” I raise one hand, “I was looking for you to talk and you weren’t here.” I spoke softly and Sasuke just stared, “ever heard of knocking?” He was stern and direct. “You weren’t even in there anyway.” I mumble looking down and kicking some dirt around. Sasuke appears before me, “knocking would have let you know that.” He must have something in there he doesn’t want anyone to see. “You will never be able to come in or out of this room unless told…” He waited for a response from me. “Yes Sasuke.” He looked so hot when he was serious and demanding.

Sasuke walks into his room and to his closet. His back was to me and he rummaged for something. “On the bed.” He turned his head quickly to make sure I obeyed his orders. I walked to the bed and sat with my ankles across another. I bat my eyes as I see Sasuke’s. He turns around holding a rope folded in half in both of his hands. I smirk and bite my lip. I closed my thighs as I was way too turned on. “Looks like we both will enjoy this.” Sasuke groans and walks to me. With each step he smacked the rope lightly into his hand. I take a deep breath of eagerness and excitement.

Sasuke stood a foot in front of me, looking down as he towered me. Without even blinking his hands set themselves on my shoulder, with the rope in one of his hands, he brushes over my skin leaving goosebumps. His hands trail down to fingertips. He moves his hands to cover my wrists and forces them above my head. Swiftly he ties my wrists and pushes me back.

I stared at the ceiling for a moment before my toes curl and a scream leaves my mouth. Sasuke wasted not even a minute before slamming his cock into me with a loud moan. His hand smacks my mouth and his fingers dig into my cheeks. With each word he spoke a hard thrust followed, “You… Will… Be… A… Quiet… Little… Slut�� Ok?” I nod my head and he smacks the cheek and then moves his hand to my throat, “Good.” Sasuke grabbed a hold of my tied wrists and pinned them down. My feet were planted on the bed and my back rose. I had to cum I couldnt hold it another time. His hair hung inches from my face as he grunted and moaned with each of his thrusts. “You will not cum until I allow it.” I whimper out little moans, Sasuke was pleased to see me like this. He smirked looking into my needy and helpless eyes. His thrusts never slowed down, I couldn’t tell who needed who more. I gasp feeling a knot in my stomach. I clench my walls around Sasuke and my legs wrap around his waist. I pull him closer and his cock slams into the back walls of my pussy. “HOLY SHIT!” I scream and release all of myself onto Sasuke. Sasuke moaned and his fingers dug into my neck and tightened his grip around my wrists. “(Y/N) you did not have permission.” My chest pushed into his and I let a deep long sigh. I collapsed into the bed and looked up at Sasuke; his stamina was the same, he wasn't even close to done yet. My legs release from around him and he lifts his knee onto the bed.

“Now I'm gonna finish, no matter what condition I leave you in.” I hold a moan inside listening to his raspy voice. Sasuke flips me over on my stomach. He pulls me by my hips bringing my sensitive clit to brush the tip of his cock. My back arches from the sensation, lifting my ass.

Sasuke grabs my ass in mid air and rips my skirt off. His hand slides across my ass left to right, brushing my clit and wet folds. I moan desperately and push my hips back to him. He chuckles and his fingers plunge into me. He pushes my head down into the mattress, holding it there. His fingers curl into my g-spot. I tighten my walls and close my legs together. I moan into the sheets and I feel a stream of juices flow out of my body.

Sasuke enjoyed it and immediately dived into my pussy. His lips suck on my folds as his tongue licks all the pleasure he provided. “You are just so sweet (Y/N).” He hums into my pussy as he slurps all of my mess up. He pulls away and his hand meets my ass harshly. I jump and moan pushing my ass closer to him wanting more. His hands dig into my hips and he pulls me closer, slamming his cock inside he lets a deep groan out. “Fuck that pussy is just so fucking tight.” I was pushed forward from his force and my face stayed into the sheets. I close my eyes as Sasuke slowly pulls out, just leaving his tip barely in. SLAM. Again he thrusts back inside of me. My tied wrists move closer inward lifting me up onto my elbows. I moan and try to keep a steady breath along with balance. My legs shook with each long and hard thrust. He pulled out once again and stayed like that.

His tip stayed right at my entrance and I clenched my walls earning a loud moan from him. He slams his cock into me now thrusting consistently. Keeping a steady and fast pace. His groans were low and deep. I knew he was close. I bounce my ass back onto him to match his thrusts. This drives him berserk. His nails grip deeper, which I didn't think was possible, keeping me closer. Sasuke pants and one hand moved to grab my hair. My head snapped back and his eyes were looking into mine. His bottom lip tucked under a couple teeth of his. His grunts are deep and inconsistent. I knew he was close. I smirk, barely able to handle any more of what he had to give.

I clench my walls and moan before cumming one last time. I was beaten and my body collapsed. Sasuke wasn't. He lifts my hips and continues his motion. My walls were stretched and swollen. Sasuke paid it no mind, it only gave him more pleasure. His throat rumbles and hums as his grip on my throat tightens. He tilts his head back and holds me close. Sasuke groans into my ear and pushes his cock further. I lay my head on his shoulder and move my head to face his neck. My lips attach to his neck sucking lightly and my teeth grab onto his skin pulling a bit. He moans and I feel his cock twitch and shoot cum inside of me. Sasuke inhales deeply through his nose. He thrusts one more time before letting me go. My mouth breaks from his neck as I collapse onto the bed, all limbs shaking.

My head tilts down to watch him. Sasuke steps up onto his feet and adjusts his rope. His head tilted down and his cock was coated with both of our cum. “Clean this up.” He points down to his cock and my head lifts up. I crawl around to him with my hands tied still. I sat on all fours, my eyes crossed to look at his cock and how the cum nearly dripped off. I lick my lips and my tongue reaches the tip, swirling around it. My eyes look up to Sasuke and his hand reaches for my hair. Before he forces my head, I take Sasuke’s full length into my mouth. My nose at the base and my eyes still on Sasuke as he groans and his eyes shut. I hum with his cock in my mouth, which caused Sasuke’s legs to shake. He pushes his hips closer and his cock pushes down my throat, his tip presses to the back of my throat. I pull my head back with ropes of spit hanging from my mouth and his cock. I breathe heavily and wipe my mouth on my shoulder. I sit on my legs panting and batting my eyes at Sasuke.

Sasuke uses my skirt on the floor to wipe all the spit off of himself. Getting himself back together, he turns around facing the door, “I’m going to train, you…” His head turns and his cold eyes stare into me, “you have a mission with Suigetsu.” He chuckles and leaves his room. I groan and look at my hands, “what about THIS!?” I yell out lifting my wrists. “Figure it out!” I hear him yell from down the hall. I bite on the knot, pulling the rope with my teeth.

#sasuke uchiha #sasuke x reader #sasuke #sasuke smut #naruto shippuden #uchiha x reader #uchiha #sasuke imagines #sasuke gif #slut-4sasuke #sasuke uchiha smut

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prettybrownelf · 2 years

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Stress Toy

Non MLM/NBLM DNI

Pairings- Dabi x Male Reader

Summary- Being Dabi’s stress toy is all fine, till he comes home after disappearing and new emotions start to come out

Word Count- 1319

Content Warnings- Power Play, Hair Pulling, Friends with Benefits, Smut, Soft Dabi, Fluff

Being Dabis’ stress toy was a fascinating life. You’d met six months ago at some bar you can’t remember the name of.

He was tall and muscular and got on your fucking nerves, but you’d be dammed if you didn’t get hard every time you looked at him.

You knew he was a villain; who wouldn’t know? The bastard had his face plastered on TV almost every day. You didn’t care; he fucked well, and your a self-destructive little shit, so why not fuck the man with at least five counts of murder under his belt. Sure, he’s an asshole and sometimes crashes on your couch, but you get fucked as a form of payment, so you let him stay as long as he cleaned the blood off the floor.

Now, how you got here on your knees in the kitchen as Dabi moaned above you was a story you’re having difficulty remembering. You had initially been just getting up for a midnight snack, to which Dabi smugly replied with, “I’ve got a snack for you,” and shoved you to the ground.

The smell of cigarettes filled your lungs, making your throat burn more and more. Dabi knew how much bigger he was than you, and he loved pushing your limits. The feeling of him reaching the back of your throat almost makes you cum in your shorts as he continuously throat fucks you.

“Such a good little whore for me.” He groans, eyes squeezed shut. You couldn’t tell if he was saying it to get you off or if he just needed to remind himself that he was the one in control. It’s always the ones with trauma, huh?

As your throat starts going numb, he rips your head back, hand still tangled deep in your hair, the other hand jacking himself off over you. “You look so fucking good like this.” He murmurs to himself as he cums. He stands there for a second, taking in the sight of your tired face covered in his cum till he tosses your head to the side and leaves, saying something about liege business. Then, as usual, you’re left alone to catch your breath and clean yourself up. You aren’t hungry anymore.

Dabi doesn’t come home that night or the night after. You told yourself you weren’t worried because you hate him and use him to fulfill your sexual needs, even though you’ve been paying attention to the news a lot more than usual. Finally, after four days, at five in the morning, Dabi slams the door open, looking anything but ok. You nearly jump off the couch when you see him.

“Holy shit, where have you been?” ‘Why am I so angry?.’ He grunts and walks towards the bathroom, refusing to meet your eyes. “Hello? Do I look fucking invisible?” You swear this man is going to be the end of you. “None of your business.” He says, his voice was barely above a whisper. You decide to walk away before you break something or punch him.

How dare he disappear and then come back like that! You deserve more respect than that! Don’t you? Maybe you got too in your head about this relationship—too many thoughts for one night, nap time.

You decide to leave Dabi to his antics and lay in bed. Even if you don’t sleep, you can at least nap for a bit. As the calm darkness takes over your body, you feel yourself begin to slip into sleep. “Hey.” you can hear the gruff voice of Dabi from the doorway. Your eyes squint to see him in the darkness as you see him kick the door closed and walk up to you. For once, you were too tired to fuck him. “Dabi, I’m tired.” He laughs as he pulls your ass into the air. “I don’t hear the safe word, so I’m assuming you’re just a fucking brat.” You huff and don’t look at him. He wasn’t wrong.

You could practically hear him roll his eyes as he pulled you closer, pushing down on your back slightly so your arch for him. “Really, Dabi? I’m not in the mood.” You knew you were lying, but you’re mad at him. “Say the safeword then.” He repeats, pulling your sweats and boxers down at once. You gasp at the cold air on your already half-hard cock. “Such a fucking slut.” he curses as he begins pressing inside you. God, he was big.

Instead of pushing in slowly like usual, he wastes no time slamming against you. You swear you came right there as he starts fucking you. “Wait! Dabi, it’s too much.” You reach behind yourself to try and push him away. He quickly slaps your hand out of the way with a laugh. “Shut up and take it like a good slut.” He reached every fucking part of you he needed to to make you see stars.

All you could hear was the sound of skin slapping and your pornographic moans as you screamed his name. Right as you feel yourself reach another orgasm, he stops. You can’t stop the whine that falls from your mouth as you turn to question him. He’s silent as he suddenly flips you on your back. He looked fucking amazing like this. Messy black hair and burned purple skin. You expect him to get back to what he was doing, but he doesn’t. Instead, he stays there for a minute, looking down at you. Before you can ask him what’s wrong, he starts sliding back in, slower this time. You moan loudly at the feeling of him filling you again.

One arm props himself above you as the other holds your hip. Sure, you were enjoying this, but it was a lot different from what he usually did. If there was one thing you knew about Dabi, it was that he hated change. 'Why is he so soft all of a sudden?’ Slowly, he begins moving again, soft and rhythmic as you bucked your hips with him. His eyes are half-lidded as he lays his head next to yours, groaning in your ear. “I’m gonna cum again.” You’re entirely breathless as you feel his hand come to stroke your cheek. He puts his forehead against yours, tiny rapid breaths coming from his burned throat. “Such a pretty boy.” He whispers, making you feel something hot in your stomach. God, this feels so fucking good. You feel him start to get sloppy as he chases his orgasm, finally freeing you from overstimulation. He stays where he is for a moment, eyes seemingly making a picture on your face.

He swallows whatever words he was going to say as he pulls out and stands, leaving into the hall. Catching your breath seems more complicated. 'What the fuck was that and why weren’t we doing it before?’ The feeling of cold cloth makes you jump. Dabi holds his hand to your stomach in an attempt to keep you down. “Relax, I’m just cleanin’ you.” You nod a little bit as you stay still. It doesn’t take long for him to finish and throw the towel in your laundry basket. You expect him to leave, but instead, he hands you boxers and climbs in bed with you.

The two of you are silent for a while till Dabi finally rolls over and grabs you, holding you close to his chest. He was bigger than you and basically a heater. His arm lays above him as he plays with your hair, the other hand keeping you close as he rubs up against your sides. “Dabi-” You begin as he kisses you. “Just go to sleep, baby.” He whispers, leaving a small kiss on your forehead. “Ok.” You murmur as you scoot closer, if that’s even possible. His breathing was soft, and slowly, you fall asleep to the feeling of his fingers in your hair.

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TNGDH 28

“Goblins! Stay away from the cliffs to avoid the falling rocks!”

Before we knew it, we were surrounded by a horde of demonic beasts.

They hid themselves behind boulders, up in the tree branches, and in the crevices of the cliffs, sneering eerily. Even at first glance, they were high in numbers.

The knights muttered in agitated voices.

“There seems to be a lot of them?”

“There are and it’s strange……. They aren’t the type to come this close or threaten us with no reason.”

“Is this not a common occurrence, Knight Commander?”

I nervously inspected my surroundings.

Dozens of goblins were crouching down as if they were about to jump out at any moment.

Goblin.

The small, deep blue skinned demonic beast sniffed into the air with its hooked nose. Its pitch black eyes resembled a devil’s.

‘I’ve only seen them in movies and novels, and never thought I would see one personally…….’

[(⊙﹏⊙);;;!]

This isn’t the time to be staying still, shaking. We have to overcome this some way or another.

The knights began to gather in a new formation. They surrounded the non-combatants in order to protect them.

“Cover the researchers! Stick closer to each other!”

“You there! You’ll get hit by the arrows standing there. Go back further!”

“……Yes!”

“Those who are afraid get out of the way!”

The battle began without any signals. The knights drew their swords, and the goblins charged as they roared.

Everywhere was the sound of blades clashing, the cries of the beasts, and the rise of the dust from the battle.

In the midst of the commotion, I looked at Kyle’s back.

[Kyle did the work of ten, no twenty knights alone. A single swing of his sword sprayed the black blood of the goblin like rain all over him, and bodies piled up around him so he had no room to take even a single step forward.]

It was exactly as the novel described. It could not describe the scene any simpler.

Kyle moved as if he was doing a slow dance. His body sometimes flew into the air as if defying gravity, sometimes lightly spun around against a cliff, and in other times stood firmly in place and horizontally slashed with his sword.

The sense of reality disappeared as if it were a painting or a movie.

It was incredible. He had the atmosphere of a completely different person.

A strange feeling also arose. How did such a strong man die at Serena’s hands. Nobody should’ve been able to kill him.

[With only a single sword in hand, he conquered the North with his indomitable fighting spirit and overwhelming strength. He named the barren wasteland ‘Blake’ and created a home for those who lost their homes to the demonic beasts.]

Kyle’s deeds and accomplishments were so many that they were difficult to explain in just a few lines. That strong back that withstood all hardships and struggles seemed unlikely to collapse.

The goblins’ attack was resolved sooner than expected. A few researchers looted from the corpses into a sack, and the knights got back on their horses.

Then, the canyon was quiet once more. The people felt relieved by the silence and began to exchange a few words amongst themselves again.

It was only me who felt anxious about the silence.

‘……This doesn’t seem right.’

Following the contents of <Winter’s Heart>, Kyle’s injury was caused not by an attack by demonic beasts, but a group of unknown soldiers hiding in the region.

‘……Then is the real attack after this? When will it be?’

There are limits to a person vaguely recalling the original plot. Please tell me so that I could know more precisely about what happened.

[(ㅠ×ㅠ )=( ㅠ×ㅠ)]

It seems telling the story also had its limits.

Among the things the system mentioned the other day, there was one particular message regarding this. Mentioning the story in detail could tradeoff with the conditions for receiving compensation, making them more difficult to achieve. Whatever the case, it seemed to be a balance issue.

Alright, alright. I just have to be careful.

“Please be careful.”

I said to Kyle who got back on his horse. He questioned while brushing off the blood and dust from the hem of his clothes.

“If you’re talking about the goblins, they have all been eradicated.”

“Not the goblins. What can be truly scary are people, right?”

Someone who killed you, who could withstand thousands of demonic beasts at once.

He pressed his index finger between my brows.

“Okay.”

“…….”

“I said I will be careful.”

Push. He pressed between my brows again. Only then did I realize I was frowning and relaxed my expression a little.

Right. Since I’m here, it should be fine.

‘It should be fine.’

No, it will be fine.

And then three hours passed.

In that time, I bought and ate three acorn cookies. After the third one, Kyle couldn’t help but ask if I was eating some hidden acorns or something.

……Well, it was something similar. How quick-witted..

[Current Miracle Value 22.0%]

After circling around where we met the goblins and climbed up the canyon, we got off our horses to start walking. The road was steep and could easily lead to an accident if the horse got startled or lost its footing.

“Shall we go back now?”

“Yes, Your Highness. The new knights must’ve learned a lot through this expedition. Let us return before the sun sets.”

Among all that was said today, this was the most welcoming to the ears. Yes, let’s go home now. I checked the time anxiously.

[‘Summon’ will be canceled in 30 minutes.]

Since there was the time required to go back, I assumed I would have to eat one or two more cookies. After arriving at a safe place, I should say that I have some business and head to a place where there are few people. As long as I hide my clothes well, it should be fine.

There was still no attack on Kyle. Although we encountered a few demonic beasts like a separated mutant wyvern or a bear, they were quickly disposed of.

My relationship with the other people improved particularly after I informed them that the thorns on the left wing of the mutant wyvern were poisonous as written in the ‘Encyclopedia of Demonic Beasts’.

‘More importantly, it’s about time for the attack to come.’

……Or will it not happen at all? But it’s not like anything changed greatly from the original plot? Did I change anything in particular…….?

‘The chandelier.’

Belial did not get hit by the chandelier. That is why the relationship between the two are not too bad.

Which is why Belial has no reason to kill Kyle at the moment. As Kyle mentioned before, Belial disliked Kyle but there was no need to get rid of him.

‘So, his life expectancy has increased?’

I looked at Kyle expectantly.

[Kyle Jane Meinhardt. Approximately 15 days left from the expected time of death.]

As always, he had little time left.

‘There is no attack, so why…….’

Thud.

The ground shook with the sound and the horses cried anxiously. The knights drew their swords once again and took their stance.

[o((⊙﹏⊙))o!]

[□ □□ □□ occurred! The crack □□ □□ □□□□□]

[Irregular anomaly]

[Danger]

As if it were natural, Kyle stepped in front of me with his raised sword. The four system windows that popped up sent a chill down by spine.

“That…… what is that?”

“This, what…….”

The faces of the knights turned pale and they retreated back hesitantly.

It was a demonic beast that had never been seen in the North before.

The beast had a massive horn and resembled a goat or a sheep. It had an abnormally long snout and was covered in fur, but firmly gripped the ground with its sharp claws.

It made a thunderous roar and stood on its two legs.

“……I-I’ve never seen something like that before.”

“It’s not something from the North…….”

I was surprised but for a different reason from the knights.

“This is crazy.”

Why is that here?

There was no way I wouldn’t know. It was something that shouldn’t be in the North. It was a beast that lived deep in the forest, drinking from swamps, and was known to bring disaster to its surrounding area due to its warlike nature.

The swamp goat.

People called it that.

Well, my work colleagues in my previous life did…….

‘Hey, system. Mind explaining what’s going on? Why is a monster from the game I developed coming out here!’

[Confusion]

[Temporarily reducing the ability to intervene in the world.]

[If further intervened □ the power of □□]

The system blinked for a moment and disappeared.

Just where exactly did it disappear to?

I was completely dumbfounded. I think that those blanks in the system words referred to ‘swamp goat’. Could this possibly be the price of me using the system to interfere with this world?

I clicked my tongue and put back the Demonic Beast Encyclopedia back into my inventory. This beast wasn’t from this world anyway, so the book wouldn’t be of any use.

However, I had information in my head.

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t know what it is.”

Kyle extended his sword in front of him. I couldn’t see his face, but I knew it was a face of resolve.

No matter if it was an unknown beast or if it was stronger than any monster he encountered so far, Kyle would never hesitate to stand in front of it.

Kyle did not back down. If he did, it meant that he would be giving up on this land.

“All troops, step back!”

The two then clashed. Kyle jumped up and swung his sword with both hands.

He swung at the demonic beast as if he were trying to cut through both the heaven and earth. Bang. A noise louder than a falling boulder hitting the ground was heard and dust flew everywhere.

“……No way.”

Black blood dripped from the cut on the beast, but it disappeared and grew a new arm.

The enraged swamp goat raised its upper body and swung its arms wildly. A strong wind rose as sharp claws cut through the tree as if it were paper.

While the knights clicked their tongue, Kyle did not look surprised. He silently adjusted his sword in his hands and charged again.

The red sword flew diagonally, leaving a scar on the back of the beast’s neck. Kyle flew over the beast and landed on the other side.

The swamp goat stretched its arm back and tried to grab Kyle. While it its round eyes were clearly looking towards this way, it acted as if it could see behind it too.

“……eye!”

I remembered and shouted.

“Your Highness! Its eyes! Please stab its forehead! The bulging area a bit above the eyebrows!”

The swamp goat had three eyes. The magical eye hidden in the forehead could see beyond what was normally seen, so the goat was a difficult opponent that had no blind spots in its vision.

“Shoot the arrows!”

One of the sharpshooters of the Blake’s knights shouted. The knight who aimed with his breath held still, pierced right into the beast’s forehead.

A sharp cry shook the canyon. It swung its arm in this direction as it went berserk.

“Your opponent is me.”

Before I could realize what was happening, Kyle jumped in front of me and cut off its outstretched arm. Black blood flowed onto the ground. If only it didn’t smell so bad would I have felt relieved at Kyle’s appearance.

The arm recovered just like before. However, at that moment, I saw a small sparkle on its shoulder.

“The shoulder!”

“What did you say?”

I ran closer to Kyle and grabbed his chin to turn it slightly to the right.

“Please look over there. A little further to the left on the side where blood is spilling. There is a very small, glowing green dot above it. If you look closely, it will have the shape of a fish scale. ”

“…….”

“Do you see it?”

That scale was actually a special item that could only be broken under certain conditions. It was an expensive item that could be used to make weapons and shields.

The department meetings decided that it would be fun to implement such a feature for the gamers, and the developers suffered to make it into the game.

To think I’d be using this kind of information of my past here…….

“You must use your magic power to destroy it. Are you able to use weapons such as spears?”

Kyle let out a low chuckle. It was a voice mixed with admiration towards me and his competitive spirit.

“As if there are any weapons I cannot wield.”

He borrowed a spear from a nearby knight and inserted his magic into it.

The tip of the spear turned bright red and then turned redder and redder until it turned black.

The spear was thrown and flew through the air like an arrow, grazing the swamp goat’s shoulder. It screamed as if it was effective.

Unfortunately, the spear could not go reach the scale in one shot. Kyle didn’t give up, however. On the contrary, he rushed forward even more fiercely. If he were swept across his feet and sent back flying, he stood back up, and if his back was hit by a boulder, he let out a cough and raised his sword once more.

Kyle Jane Meinhardt swung his sword. He threw his shield. When his cloak became heavy with blood, he tossed it away and continued to stand ground, fly, land again, roll on the floor……

It wasn’t anything spectacular or cool like how I had imagined when I read it in the novel.

All he was doing was throwing himself in struggle to survive. It was a desperate, bloody battle in which he risked everything he had.

Seeing such earnestness and dedication, I could not say anything. He, who spent his entire life living like that, seemed so dazzling and heroic.

“Kyle.”

[Interfering now is dangerous,]

I ignored the system and opened the shop.

It has to be right now. I just knew instinctively.

[Panting Almond Financier ｜Miracle Points 3% consumption｜Increases running speed.]

You can’t change what has already happened, but you can change what hasn’t happened yet. And that is what I was brought here to this world for.

However, fate is like inertia. It may initially seem as if a change has effected the future, but fate will always try to go back to the original flow it had set for itself.

Like right now.

“Ha, seriously…… I’m making a tough decision to use up 3 percent for you.”

The 3 percent Miracle Points obtained from the hidden quest, ‘Collective Destiny’. I have no regrets giving back the points I obtained as a price for walking into your life to share your fate.

I stuffed the financier into my mouth and roughly chewed it before swallowing. The sensation of the lumps of flour scratching my throat was unpleasant.

There was no time to soothe my throat. I ran to him in an instant.

The swamp goat was crouching down with one arm cut off and lunged at Kyle, who was driven to the edge of a cliff. It seemed like it were planning to send him flying off the cliff.

I would never let that happen.

I quickly intercepted the goat. The rushing goat lost its sense of direction and fell down the cliff.

We couldn’t avoid the impact and was sent rolling on the floor. Kyle reflexively tried to cover me, but he missed as I slipped on the ground.

Then, my body fell off the cliff, just barely hanging onto the cliff.

“Shu!”

Kyle quickly stretched out his right hand and grabbed my wrist. His hand was damp from the blood from his injuries.

“Don’t worry. It won’t be long before I pull you up.”

The sound of knights approaching behind Kyle was heard. At the same time, the cliff he and I were on started to shake violently.

“Don’t come any closer!”

Kyle shouted to the back. It seemed that the ground grew weak due to the effects of the battle.

‘I’m really put on the edge.’

I breathed in and turned to him.

It wasn’t easy to pull up a hanging person. And it went without saying when Kyle was injured. Still, the injury must not be too bad considering how long he had been holding me this long.

What a relief. He won’t be dying a helpless death at the very least.

“I’ll be alright so please let go.”

“Don’t say ridiculous things like that.”

“Be stubborn and both of us will die here.”

I could survive. All I had to do was cancel ‘Summon’ mid-fall.

However, that was not the same for Kyle. There was no way to save Kyle once he fell. I thought about using items, but using them in front of him with no prior explanation was not a good idea. It would take up a lot of Miracle Points too.

While I was busy calculating what would be the best choice, Kyle’s arm started to shake. It seemed he had no intention of letting me go first.

I spoke in a friendly tone of voice, as if I were greeting him on a typical day.

“I’ll return, so don’t worry about it.”

“……How?”

“With the power of miracles.”

I smiled confidently and counted to three in my head. The moment Kyle began to open his mouth to speak, I let go of his hand.

My body fell down. As I watched him grow smaller and smaller, I eventually stopped smiling.

Kyle watched me fall without even retracting his outstretched hand. His pale face made my heart sink down to my stomach.

Snow began to fall from the sky one by one.

A fog obscured my vision and a pure, white light enveloped my body.

[‘Summon’ will be canceled!]

Don’t make that kind of face, Kyle.

I will return.

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Needful Things

With the reappearance of symptoms foretelling of his arcane hunger, Gale seeks out the party’s paladin to plead his case. He needs help. Hopefully Odette is the kind of person he believes her to be.

Or, Gale and Odette experience mutual attraction and care. Neither one of them acknowledges it.

—

The party’s paladin was taciturn, and brutal on the field of battle. Not someone he typically would have felt drawn to. But then he watched the way Odette interacted with the tiefling children at the grove. Kindly. With a soft voice and a reassuring hand.

Or in the case of the little helion Mol, with a grin and a witty rejoinder that came to her lips as if it were second nature.

There were other things, too. The way she threw herself headlong into danger, flaming greatsword first, the moment she spotted someone in need. How she treated each battle like a game of lanceboard – or the way she carefully handled and collected the books they came across in their travels.

That last bit was the first thing he’d noticed actually – only someone who loved them the way he did would handle them with such care. Even the copies she set back down. It’s not what he expected from a warrior – though perhaps he was letting his biases get the better of him with that.

There was something about her. Under the blood and the bared teeth and the black tattoos covering her neck and forearms. A cleverness. A curiosity. And tying it all together, a surprising kindness.

So one evening in camp he approached her. She was sitting close to the fire, hunched over a tome they’d found in the ruined temple of Jergal.

“That looks like a fascinating read,” he said, unable to help himself.

Odette startled. She nearly took his leg out with her tail when it whipped back and forth. “What?”

“The book?”

“Oh – oh. Yes.” With a faint frown, she closed it and gave him her full attention. Her mismatched eyes were curious – but wary. Not unusual for her, he’d noticed. Though he had also just managed to sneak up on her.

“Did – you need something, Gale?”

“Well, all this travel and adventure has made it somewhat difficult to find my moment, but there’s something rather important I need to speak with you about – if you would be inclined to listen to me this fine evening.”

“Isn’t everything these days?” She gestured at the log she’d perched on, the faintest of half smiles breaking through her stoicism. “Have a seat. Unspool your woes. You won't be the first.”

He itched to ask more about the book. But that wasn’t what he was here for. “How shall I begin… ah! Yes! The beginning. You see, since you freed me from that stone I found myself trapped in I have seen you demonstrate remarkable guile and courage –”

Her smile dropped for some reason. And – was her gaze a little frosty all of the sudden? Did she not believe him?

“ – The way you diffused the tension between Aradin and Zevlor! How you convinced Kagha to release the girl. Or charged in to save that boy from those harpies. And you’ve demonstrated a fair amount of temperance as well – many a paladin would have run that fellow at the bottom of Jergal’s temple through, even though he’d shown no will to harm us! In short, I’ve grown to trust you, Odette.”

Silence. For several seconds that, by the third one, were starting to send prickles of unease down his spine. My but didn’t this woman have a stare on her that could freeze fire! The thing was, he couldn’t see what he’d done to invite it.

Though… perhaps it was just her face? It wasn’t the first time. She only really seemed to gentle around the very young, or very vulnerable. Perhaps it took conscious effort to do so.

“I see.” Another pause. “You’re being genuine, aren’t you?”

He balked. “Of course I am! I am many things, but I’ve never been accused of lying about my feelings towards others.”

That faint smile returned, and she let out a soft little laugh under her breath. She shook her head and ran a hand through her short raven curls with a sigh. “No, you wouldn’t would you? You have my apologies, Gale. I’m not particularly used to people being so complimentary.”

“With how often you save people?” He couldn’t help but ask.

“Gratitude and… flattery are different things, I think. Or… compliments, isn’t it? That’s what they are when they’re genuine…” This last bit was to herself.

He might have been offended if not for how clearly baffled she was. Personally, he didn’t know what to make of her reaction. It was… odd. And it made him wonder what she’d been doing before the Nautiloid captured them. What roads had their Paladin walked? And what Oath now kept her?

“Well, nevertheless,” he said, pushing forward. “The reason I make a point of saying this is that I’ve grown confident enough to tell you something I’ve yet to tell another living soul. Except for my cat.”

She turned to face him fully now. The only hint of emotion he could glean from her face was in the tilt of her head, and the slight furrow beginning to form between her brows. His heart leapt into his throat as the moment came to bear down on him. This was it. He may well find himself a wizard alone. And he was no Elminster – particularly not now, between the tadpole and the orb.

“You see I have this… condition. Very different from the parasite we share. And just as deadly.”

“Can it be cured?” she asked. Immediate, serious. She was sitting at attention and leaning in, examining him with fresh eyes and real, visible concern. He noted the moment she spotted the darkened veins around his eye, and began to follow them down to where they vanished under his shirt. Surely not the first time they’d been noticed. But the first they might hold her any significance.

The way she looked at him. Ready to leap to his aid. It made his throat feel a little tight. And brought to mind his befeathered and bewhiskered friend back in Waterdeep.

“No, it cannot be cured,” he said softly. Swallowing around a lump in his throat. He cleared it and sat up straighter himself. “And I can assure you I left no page unturned in reaching that conclusion.”

Odette seemed to draw back slightly as he said this, eyes shuttered. Something he couldn’t blame her for, given he’d all but told her his days were numbered. Woe betide them all should she learn of exactly how numbered all of their days might be, purely by virtue of his company.

Though that revelation… that one he’d keep close to the chest a while longer. If he were very lucky – lucky enough to survive the tadpole, and find his way back to his tower – she need never know the extent of the threat he posed.

“I can keep this condition under control, as indeed I've done for a significant amount of time! But that was under different circumstances altogether. Home, in Waterdeep.”

“Gale… stop blowing hot air and tell me what you need.” Her voice cracked on the last word, and her hands were fists in her trousers.

“What it comes down to is this,” he said, holding up a finger. He was patently unable to give up his habit of lecturing. Particularly with his nerves strung tight enough to snap and his heart a throbbing drum trying to choke him. He trusted her. He could only hope she proved worthy of it. He thought she would. Hoped.

“Every so often, I need to get my hands on a powerful magical item and absorb the Weave inside.”

There.

“...Are you telling me you’re addicted to magic?” Odette said. Her voice was flat, toneless. But her hands were no longer fists.

“What? No – no. It’s nothing like that. Magic isn’t some – some narcotic to me. It’s literally a lifesaver.”

She stared at him. “It’s not that I doubt you – only that I’ve seen what can happen to people addicted to drink when they go too long without it.” Her voice darkened. “What they can do to people. And how, ultimately, the lack of it can kill them.”

The unfortunate thing was, she had a point with that comparison. Even if it didn't apply here.

“Were it an addiction, it might provide some other benefit than keeping me alive,” he said. And realized a moment after doing so that technically, it did. In that it was also keeping everyone and everything else in his vicinity alive and intact. But – no. Not that. Not now. “It is more a salve for a burn, medicine for an infection – though it wont cure what ails me.”

A new tension in her shoulders drained away. “I see.”

“I would not burden anyone other than myself with this were the stakes not so high, and the means of obtaining such artifacts challenging for a humble wizard to face alone.” He leaned forward. Fear sawed at him now. He hadn’t expected her to agree outright of course – he still didn’t. But he had to absorb something, and soon. Elsewise all might well be lost, tadpole be damned. “It’s been a tenday at least since I last consumed an artifact – since before we were abducted. It’s only a matter of time before my craving returns.”

In truth, he could feel it already. An unpleasant tingling numbness deep in his chest. One that made his heart beat just slightly out of tune. That froze his lungs. It was only a bit of morning frost at the moment. But all too soon he would be reduced to gasping on his back, hands pressed to his chest as if that might hold the snarling demon within at bay.

“That is why I turn to you, I need you to help me find magic items to consume,” he said. Intense. Unable to help himself even though he’d planned the rational facade. His hand was pressed over his hammering heart, fingers clawed in his shirt. The memory of what was soon to come biting under his palm. “It is vital. Dare I say it, critical.”

There weren’t words to describe the danger. His panic at perhaps being rejected. He would turn to petty thievery if he must. Not for his own sake, but for the sake of every living being around them, should it come to that. He would need them, if only to clear enough ground so as to minimize the hells he would unleash in his death.

Odette was watching him with a new wariness. His intensity had perhaps been… a little much. But once he’d noticed that creeping hunger in his chest… the panic had taken root in his tongue. Though it might prove needful. And may well have served to illustrate his genuine need better than if he’d managed to remain collected.

“Where are we going to find these items?” she said.

That wasn’t a no.

“We’ve already done the finding – in fact you have one in your possession as we speak.” He gestured to where her greatsword lay. It glowed like a dying ember, even sheathed. “You know for yourself how hardwon such an item was and it will be no easier when even more are required to assuage my hunger.”

As he’d said before – he was no liar. He wouldn’t pretend this would be easy. The least of what he owed her was that honesty.

“There will be danger involved. Or great cost.”

Odette’s eyes had remained on her sword as he spoke. He’d heard the tale of how she’d gotten it. On the Nautiloid. From a devil. His understanding was that it had been a difficult battle, barely won and only undertaken out of sheer desperation with the temporary alliance of her illithid captors. Giving her allies the time they needed to reach the alien transponder that had ultimately dumped them all into this wilderness.

She let out a long sigh, and unsheathed the weapon. Flames danced up and down the blade, merrily viscous. Its sudden heat made the night air steam slightly around them. Very carefully, she offered him the hilt, and met his gaze.

“Take it."

Gale’s mouth didn’t quite fall open, but it was near thing. He stared at the sword instead.

And then his panic melted away like so much snow falling on a wildfire. He’d expected… well. He hadn’t known what to expect. But Odette disarming herself was not among them. He’d been right. As he typically was of course. Right to trust her. Right to tell her. Like his panic, his tension drained too. And all at once the symptoms of his hunger felt far less pressing.

For indeed, they were less pressing. It was the fear. There was still time. And to feed it too soon… it might upset the balance. Might increase its need to consume. He would have a hard enough time keeping up with it as things were. No need to tempt fate.

“I knew I could count on you!” he said. “And – and utterly pleased as I am by your enthusiasm, there is still time. I did not leave things quite until the last moment. I’m a good deal cleverer than that! Keep your weapon for now. Perhaps we shall find something less dear to be parted with. Faerun overflows with magically infused treasure after all!”

Odette considered him for a moment, but re-sheathed her sword.

Then, in a move that made his heartbeat stutter she set her hands on his shoulders and squeezed lightly.

“Thank you. For asking for help, Gale. I know… it’s not an easy thing.”

Her gaze was as true as her heart was. And he found himself wondering how he’d written her off, no matter how briefly. A wizard she was not. But perhaps she was something just as good. A truly, deeply, decent soul. No matter her viciousness in a fight.

“Nor your promise to sacrifice these items, Odette,” he said, his voice dropping with softness unfeigned. “I know what I am asking –”

“There’ll always be magic daggers and enchanted rings,” she said, cutting him off. “You’re the only Wizard of Waterdeep I know, though. Don’t…” she swallowed. He caught a glimpse of an old pain on her face. One that made those eyes – one brown and one purple – look so lightless he might have been frightened had the emotion not been so clearly one of hurt. Her grip tightened slightly on his shoulders and she wouldn’t meet his eyes. When she finished her thought, it was in a whisper soft voice. “Don’t kill yourself with your silence.

He lifted his hands to cover hers. “Believe me, I shan’t be quiet should my need arise.”

“Good.”

For a moment, they watched each other. And Gale couldn’t help but think of how long it had been since mortal hands – or the hands of anyone at all – had touched him. There had only been Tara. His heart beat stuttered as he looked at the planes of her face, illuminated by the firelight. It was a beautiful sight. He found himself wishing to stroke his thumb over the black flame tattooed on her forehead for some odd reason. Or better, to follow the curved pattern of dark flames along her jaw with his fingertips.

Odette was smiling back at him, and there was a softness there. But then she seemed to notice their closeness. She let go of him abruptly and pulled back. Put distance between them as she busied herself with setting aside her sword, with repacking the book.

He was all at once given the impression of many doors closing and locking one after another. By the time she turned back to look at him, her face was settled back into its normal vaguely intimidating neutrality.

“I should try to get some sleep,” she said. “And so should you. We need to find where those bloody goblins have holed up with the Druid. Interesting as that ruin turned out, our new friend is not the cure we’ve been looking for.”

“Indeed not,” he agreed, standing. He recognized a dismissal, no matter how kindly given. He made a dramatic gesture and half bowed. “Dear lady, may you sleep the sleep your kindness so richly deserves!”

She let out a surprised laugh, that mask breaking again. “And may you rest your eternally wagging tongue, dear wizard.”

A dig, but she said it with a fondness he found gratifying. He wasn’t unaware of his talkative nature, when he’d been given half the chance to chatter. Good that she seemed to like it.

“I shall do my very best to oblige.”

Gale returned to his tent with a lightness in his heart most unfamiliar, and a smile he would have been hard pressed to extinguish.

#gale #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #gale bg3 #gale/tav #named tav #tiefling tav #paladin tav #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #my writing #crossposted to AO3 #featuring vague story based justifications for taking the devil comanders sword #also remixed canon dialogue #i love this wizard disaster #also some of you know of odette #yes i made her a tiefling even though the screenshots are half-elf #i wanted to used different face options without modding

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kess-in-the-perthchimzone · 6 months

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Alternate universe I just thought of that made me cry so of course I’m inflicting it on all of you (under a cut because it contains descriptions of injury that go a bit beyond what we see in canon):

In that hospital room, Name doesn’t enter in time and Sailom gets shot

Unlike for Kang, the bullet catches him square in the back; it hits him somewhere pretty catastrophic (like a lung, maybe? But also somewhere that he could get treatment and one day be okay again)

Sailom collapses to the ground and falls unconscious; he’s bleeding heavily, it’s pooling out from underneath him

DR briefly lets the scene play out in full chaos and noise — the police finally coming in to arrest the shooter; Kang falling to his knees, screaming; his hands getting covered in blood as he tries to press Sailom’s wound; tears flowing

Then, everything abruptly cuts. Sailom suddenly finds himself standing by a lake. It’s a beautiful sunny day. A light breeze ruffles his hair. He’s in the white shirt Kang bought him and loose, flowing pants. In the background is a small red windmill (like in the Here With You music video). He looks around, frowning a little. “Where am I?” He wonders

“I never thought I’d get to meet you,” says a woman’s voice from behind him

Sailom spins around to see a beautiful woman in her forties with dark hair to her shoulders and a flowing white dress

He gives a little bow. “Hi ma’am,” he says. “Can you tell me where I am?”

”You’re in between the present and the end,” she says. “At a place where if you step forward you can never go back.”

Sailom nods thoughtfully, then pulls a face. “Huh?” he asks. Then he looks at her a second time, more closely. Something dark passes over his face.

”I never thought I’d get to meet you,” she says. “I’ve been so grateful to you.”

Sailom’s confusion only deepens. “May I ask who you are?”

”You’ve changed my Krittin’s life,” she tells him.

The scene cuts back to the hospital where Kang is stopped from following a gurney through double doors to an operating room. The noise hits like a tidal wave. Him screaming “no” and “please” and “Sailom”

Back at the peaceful lakeside, Sailom goes still. He mouths ‘my Krittin’. Then, very slow and soft, he says, “You’re Kang’s mom, aren’t you?”

”You’ve done so much for him,” she tells him. She takes several steps forward. Lays a hand on his cheek. “You’ve loved him when I couldn’t. Made him into the man I always knew he could be.”

Sailom smiles at those words but his eyes are sad. A tear falls down his other cheek, curling under his chin.

”I spent so long worrying about his future but I can rest easy knowing he has you,” she says.

”He misses you every day,” Sailom says. His voice comes out wet. “He’s told me so many stories about you.”

Her voice goes firm. “I don’t want him to miss you. He needs you to fight.”

”What?” Sailom asks. “Fight what?”

“It’s going to be hard, but no matter what, don’t step forward. Stay grounded in the present. In your love. Can you do that?”

”I’d do anything for Kang,” Sailom says earnestly.

She leans in to kiss his forehead

The scene pans away from them to a broader scene of the lake. Then it goes even further. The viewer realizes it’s a framed photo above a bed. In the bed, Sailom rests, hooked up to several machines.

Kang is sleeping with his head pillowed on the edge of the cot. He has one of Sailom’s hands clasped in his.

Gradually, Sailom blinks awake. He looks around the room, frowning, then down at Kang. “Kanghan,” he says in a raspy voice.

Kang jerks awake, instantly. He looks dreadfully pale, with pronounced dark circles under his eyes but his face lights up when he sees Sailom. They share a beautiful smile.

Later, Kang sneaks into the bed, carefully tucking himself against Sailom’s uninjured side. He keeps pressing kisses to Sailom’s temple, to his hair, and to his cheek.

In the wake of one of those kisses, Sailom frowns as if remembering something. He gets lost staring into space.

”What’s wrong?” Kang asks, visibly terrified.

”Your mom loves you very much,” Sailom tells him. As Kang’s mouth falls open, moving soundlessly, he adds, “And I love you. More than anything.”

#dangerous romance #You’ll probably be able to tell I was in first responder fandom before this!!#Kess sometimes writes fic not meta

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personwhowrites · 1 year

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Hey there, I’ve been in love with your writing, which motivated me to request something rather angst and sad; CoD cheater character (specially ghost cause he’s my fav) x reader.

Of course, only if you want to. ♥️

Thank you so much for requesting! I loved making this. Thank you so much for supporting my writing and loving it. It means so much for me! When I saw your request I knew I had to do Ghost. I hope you enjoy it ♥️- E

Lair in love

Simon “Ghost” Riley x Fm!reader. (Angsty)

TW: Aggressive Ghost, manipulative behavior, aggressive behavior, lies, Implied cheating.

Wc: 1.4k

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You stood by the entrence of the base. Waiting for him, for your lover to show up back from his rough mission. Yet, he didn’t expect you..He walked out the gates with a couple of others following. His friends behind him too. There your heart raced with happiness seeing your true lov—…Who’s that in his arms? Lifting his mask up and placing a sloppy kiss on his tender lips. You dropped the flowers and stare, your heart now aching.

You cover your mouth and tear up. He was cheating on you.. right in front of your eyes. His friends clueless of you watching them, ghost being clueless as well. You stare and listen to them your heart aching.

“Wow L.T! Didn’t know you had a girlfriend..” Soap says with a smile. “Must be a horrible to be called his.”

“..Hah! Please, I been married to him.” The lady responds holding his arm close.

“We better go now love.” Ghost says hugging the woman. Then.. his heart stops seeing you by the gate. “..oh..”

You made eye contact with him and wipe the tears away. His heart stops and he looks away from you. Then at the woman in his arm, now.. full of shame. Hopping you wouldn’t come up to them. You kneel down grabbing the roses and take a deep breath.

“You okay love?” The woman says softly, cooing Ghost. “Lov—“

“Excuse me..” You say softly with a smile. “I uh.. didn’t see my lover come down..”

Ghost remains silent and avoids looking at you. The others go in silence and stare at you.

“..I’m sorry ma’am..” Price says looking at you with hurt eyes. “..He didn’t make it possibly..”

You nod and hand Price the roses. Soap and Gaz stare at you, Ghost can’t bother looking at you, pulling away from the woman.

“..Ah shame..at least.. you keep the roses sir.” You say with a hurt voice. “Thank you for your service..”

Price nods and stares at you, slightly confused on how you aren’t crying like a baby. You did just lose a love one.

“You can check with those people over there.. for their name.” Gaz says softly looking at you. “..I’m sorry for your lost..”

“Don’t be..he.. wasn’t the best one to be with..emotionally abuse with me..” You say in a sour tone getting stares. “Or he ran off with another woman like he threatened me many times.”

“..Ah uh..” Soap try’s to talk but nothing helpful comes to mind. “Im Soap, this is Gaz and the man you handed the rose to is Price.”

“Pleasure to meet you all,but I better get going.” You say softly looking at Ghost for a second then back at Soap. “Thank you for your service..”

With that you walk away, covering your face and pulling a hood up form the hoodie you wear. Making your away from Ghost was hard, you knew.. he was watching you, following and memorizing the way you disappeared into.

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You wake up quickly to the sound of someone entering your apartment. You sit up from the bed and look at the door, it’s slowly opening.

“Simon.” You say in a tried voice. “You should be with your wife..”

“Y/n..” Ghost says walking over to you now. “We can talk, I.. I can explain everything.”

“..I’m listening..” You say crossing your arms. “Please entertain me with your lies.”

“..She isn’t my wife I swear..” Ghost says taking his mask off. “Your my only one..”

“..Find that hard to believe with what I saw.” You mumble looking at him. “..Get out please..”

“No. Not until you listen.” He says grabbing your hand. “Please let me e—“

“..Oh Ghost..” you say softly looking at him. “..My heart is not something to toy with. Please leave my apartment..”

“Y/n just listen to me!” Ghost days angry squeezing your hand hard. “She’s no one special to m—“

“..Please get out Ghost.” You say again looking away from him. “We both know these walls aren’t thick and my neighbors will hear you..”

“Y/n, she’s just someone I pay.” Ghost says with a chuckle. “You’re my only one! She’s just an actor I paid so no one finds out about us since your too imp—“

“..Please get out..” you say again moving away from him. Almost falling off the bed. “Just get out and don’t look for me again!”

“Y/n! Im noy cheating on you!” Ghost yells making you quickly get out of bed and away from him. “Listen to me you brat!”

His phone starts ringing making him go silent. Making you quickly reach for his phone and answer it.

“Love? Are you coming back from the grocery store?” The voice of the woman from before. “Simon? Are you alright? Hello?”

He quickly grabs the phone from you and hangs up. He pins you the wall and places a sloppy kiss on you. You try to get away from his grip, but he has you held down good. Finally he pulls away and cups your face.

“I only love you I swear..” He says slightly in a crazy tone. “Just.. give me some time I’ll divorce her and.. I’ll be with you! No matter the price..”

“Get out.. please just get out!” You yell pushing him away with all your strength. “Get the fuck out you fucking cheater!!”

“..y/n come on! I—I love you!!” Ghost yells approaching you. “Come on!”

You quickly run out your bedroom and rush to the kitchen. Grabbing a knife from the sink. You turn around to see Ghost already behind you. He reaches for the knife but you quickly swing it.

“Get the fuck out!!” You yell holding tears back. “Get out of my life! Get out of apartment!”

He stops and backs away. Without a word he leaves your apartment. Slamming the door on his way out, you fall to your knees and start crying. Your heart has been messed with once more by a man you loved. You stare at the knife in your hands and sob more.

You don’t sleep that night anymore. You keep crying and staring at the front door, knowing well enough he will never show up again after that. You take deep breaths calming yourself down as the sun rises.

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It’s been a couple weeks since the incident. Your heart still aching for him, but your mind determined to forget that man. You make your way into the grocery store, stopping at each idle to get the necessary things.

You hear shopping carts going ham. The sound of people mumbling on what to get, what to do or what they will cook today. You stare at some sugar, then hear little kids laughing. Giggling as they run up and down the idle. One bumps into you and falls down you, you quickly turn to them and kneel down.

“Are you okay?” You say softly wiping off dirt on their pants. “Where are your parents?”

“..Next idle..” they mumble softly looking at you. “Your pretty..”

“Oh ah..” You say softly before giving a laugh. “Thank you.. your very pretty yourself..”

“Jay! There you are.” A husky voice says making your heart stop. “Thought someone took yo—“

“..Dad! This pretty lady helped me! She looks as pretty mom!” Jay respond rushing over to the man. “She’s pretty like mom!”

“..Y/n..” Ghost says as you stand up and grab your sugar. “Y/n..”

The lady from before comes up next to you. Holding a new born, you stare at her for a moment and give a smile.

“Wow, we really encounter each other don’t we?” The lady says with a small chuckle. “Simon oh, there is Jay you found him.”

“You guys make a lovely family..” You say softly looking at the baby in her hands.

“Thank you! Most people say it must be horrible to be with grumpy man.” The woman responds with a laugh. “Aren’t you the girl from before? One that handed Price the roses?”

“Mhm, that’s me..” You say turning to your cart. “I better get going, I have to get packing.”

“Leaving town?” The woman asks looking at you. “..Can’t handle the grief..I can understand tha—“

“I’m leave the United Kingdom..it’s best way to heal..” You say looking at the woman. “It was nice seeing you again. Have a good day!”

You rush away with your cart. Ghost remains silent as that would be the last time he sees your smile, your face.. your kindness for anyone.

His heart ache as you disappear from his sight. Forever this time..

#simon ghost riley x you #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #cod ghost #ghost x you #ghost x reader #ghost x oc #simon ghost riley angst #cod fandom #cod mw 2022 #cod x you #cod mw22 #cod fanfic #cod #cod x reader #cod mwii #angsty

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